OKM: Fight within my conscious and it tells me not to kill niggas, pp7s pointed at these boys wearing Hilfiger, silhouettes of dread heads, wearing wet vets, from the bloodshed, when they crossed paths with a real killer, Gaara hoe, the demon who loves one self, strangled on the top shelf, by the feelings placed on my belt, i could of felt, but i stayed being reclusive, walking round the spirit realm by the nuisance, of whats wrong whats right, whats dark whats light, use a ak-47 or a fucking knife, sike, I'm just ignorantly conscious, bout that action like Bronson but you saying that it's nonsense, how could it be? When humans full of contradictions, and that same thinking, will to their extinction, so think twice before you cross paths with a lost one, point the trigger at your soul like a spirt gun.
Chorus: Look, quiet down down down down. You saw that? Nope, a gun, just blown off, someone's head, silence repeat, not a witness around, & Ghostbuster reaps. Look, quiet down down down down. You saw that? Nope, a gun, just blown off, someone's head, silence repeat, not a witness around, & Ghostbuster reaps.
Ripdae La Wise: Chaotic padding in the noggin next to knowledge of more, I bet the clown juggles the mighty morphin'. You counted your blessings just to buy forbidden fruit, & I saved up enough to get you to kill you. I mustered up black butter to hit the firing pan, now watch it sizzle, before it kills a man. Neutral tragedies & what not with gunshots & heart stops, I'm here with the time keeper looking at me in all clocks. & who would pause for a so called mascot? His gun may go off like a bomb at a gay club, & of course I feel loved. Everything involved may be a sign from above. The brace on his face left a trace to be erased, before his heart can reach his final pace. Naked eyes see the guy with a pride of a blind narcissist. Check please check please. Who will pay the arsonist?
Chorus: Look, quiet down down down down. You saw that? Nope, a gun, just blown off, someone's head, silence repeat, not a witness around, & Ghostbuster reaps. Look, quiet down down down down. You saw that? Nope, a gun, just blown off, someone's head, silence repeat, not a witness around, & Ghostbuster reaps.
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