MudFilledDreams
Saint Willy
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I still drive an '03, cause i got money now
all these people think they know me
You want some lyrical mana?
I'll drop the shit like a hammer, my scanner picking up the barcode
In my manor I don't watch my manners
I'm flying at new heights, pray to god you're moving right
Reposado in my cup, my arm twitches to reach for knives
I ain't sitting on no fence,
state of suspense waiting to test out my defense
One man army, I don't got nobody
Murders my favorite hobby, not ashamed to say it proudly
Would please prove me wrong and show me that you really got me?
Do you copy or am I wasting my breath when talkin?
I keep it flying over heads it happens way too often
I don't give a fuck if i got options
anyone could do you dirty
I'm digging up all my coffins
I keep having ... mud filled dreams, I'm equipped with a beam
Everything came down to me, the last of my team
I'm not judging, I'll leave that to the maker,
but Imma savor every moment
To my opponents, keep your head on a swivel,
I got my bullets handmade, straight out of crystal
It's wishful thinking that I won't come down and strike like a missile
My subconscious got too much that I can't process
I got my flow from the faucet, I don't know just how to stop it
The field is muddied and my hands keep getting bloody
There's really no sense in running
I'll go down every single rabbit hole for a bunny
Ain't it funny that nothing is owed reciprocation?
Precipitation's what got me out of that basement
That shit was gonna flood if I let it
My hands magnetic the way that it always grips on a weapon
You'll never get the best of me even when close to death
The only time you'll ever see me is when you take your last breath