sixtyfifty.csv

Let the dice roll You enter my show I'm sick and my flows Will split you right open This the maestro Wish to die slow Just let your mind go Get hit with psychosis Fucking up One gun Troublesome Run run It erupted One done Getting rough One one Nip and tuck I could stop I did enough Mixing up some different bud Puff puff Hit a blunt Roll eighths grape stick Strain sticking to the tips of my digits Scrape it smoke to finish I'll admit I'm not local famous And no way I'm making 10 cents off my playlist Let's experiment Panicking World is spinning I'm tripping off the cannabis Uhhh too much for me I'm dealing with this ego death What I've seen from living in the Animus is Shackles, isolation, lacerations I can't take it Masochism, exorcisms Can't forgive em this ain't sacred With the knowledge in my head you Probably think that I could change it But its meant to be this way this the Curse of generations Let the dice roll You enter my show I'm sick and my flows Will split you right open This the maestro Wish to die slow Just let your mind go Get hit with psychosis Let the dice roll You enter my show I'm sick and my flows Will split you right open This the maestro Wish to die slow Just let your mind go Get hit with psychosis