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Do you feel death in the air? Do you feel death in the air? Do you feel death in the air? Do you feel death in the air? The devil's in your ear The devil's in your ear Slatt-slatt-slatt-slatt-slatt The devil's in your ear I'm 'finna rest in peace We do coke with a key All my opps decease All the money, we keep He got shot with a Glock He wanna call the cops Too bad he got pop He god did, like pac Oh my god, I forgot Oh my god, I forgot All these hoes is thots All these hoes is thots You got shot on the drill Now you 'coppin these pills Too much people we kill You got shot in the face Now you 'feelin the pain I love all my opps I love all my thots I love all my opps I love all my thots Slatt-slatt-slatt-slatt-slatt (Hold up) Hold up Hold up This hoe wanna get slayed? Shit 'Burnin in her eye; man, this hoe look at me like I'm Satan I just served a opp and 'lil bro don't know that I laced it 'Rockin out these shows, I might just walk 'round with yo main bitch EUGH! EUGH! EUGH! EUGH! I got blood all on my face I'm 'gon hit you with that mace I'm in [HELL] but, where's my [BLADE]? F*ck with me and you'll get shanked Do you got Wells? Do you got Chase? Wait This bitch mad as f*ck and now she 'trippin, 'tryna claim