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The Torch
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(WhiteBoyMadeThis)
Alright
Hrrt
Uh (ah)
I pray God forgive me for all the shit that I did (alright)
I lost bro, so when I catch the nigga who did it, I vow to take off his head, for real (alright, for real, alright)
A lotta (alright)
I lost bro, so when I catch the nigga who did it, I vow to take off his head, for real
You niggas ain't been on no drill (mm)
You niggas ain't been hoppin' outta no hot cars tryna collect you a kill (come here)
Tryna pop me one like he a pill (brrt), lil' bro comin' home, he got his appeal
I do this steppin' shit for real, if you don't believe me, just look at my heels (my feet)
Yeah, check my kicks out (uh)
Fine shit, check my bitch out (uh), bustdown, check my wrist out (yeah)
Bitch ain't believe me when I told her I had a third leg, so I had to whip my dick out
He ran up, and I whipped stick out, blow back from the Drac' make shots kick out (brrt, brrt)
Y'all won't believe how the last nigga went out, but I heard he died comin' out his bitch house (damn)
Since then, none of 'em niggas ain't been out (mm-mm), still wonderin' when they're gonna spin (come here)
I pray God forgive me, if God forgive me, I hope He wash away my sins (for real)
I ain't never plan to be in the shit that I'm in, I changed, I ain't the same nigga from then (alright)
It ain't a nigga outside that's gon' do you wrong, it's gon' be a nigga that's in (alright)
So I watch closely my friends (alright), I'll never show a nigga my hand (yeah)
Drum on a Drac' be like a band, shots burnt his ass and gave him a tan (hrrt)
And you know the switch blow like a fan, right? If I catch him, he dead, you damn right (alright)
And I hope I catch one at a red light, I'ma leave his head way by the headlights (hrrt, yeah, yeah)
I'ma leave his head right by the
And I hope I catch one at a red light, I'ma leave his head right by the headlights
I'ma leave his head right by the dashboard, swish you like it fast forward (brrt)
Threw the oop to bro when we went on a drill, he hit his shit off the backboard
If it's cap, what you tryna rap for? Dissin' in songs is what niggas get wrapped for (uh)
Died 'cause he didn't have any shots on him when he slid, shit, and I shot back more (stupid)
You know we put niggas in morgues, right? (Yeah) whippin' their ass they don't got any more fight
Why pussy? His ass got nine lives, but you know yo' ass still gon' die, right? (He is)
And I hate to keep rappin' 'bout killin' shit, but the belts, we really been givin' it (yeah)
Shake it, so I knew his ass was feelin' it, and the pain, drugs just ain't healin' it (mm-mm)
So I need a different source, then y'all niggas killin' shit with no remorse
Strikers, they doin' hits outta horse, e'rybody know we got the torch
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