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BROOKLYN

de JOYRYDE

Prince of the city
I promise you there’s no fucking with me
I weigh a buck 20
I punch you in your nose and your kidneys
My patience is empty
I’m killin any nigga that tempt me
Detroit is what built me
I’m getting rich I won’t stop til I’m filthy
Mo problems you feel me
My bitches tryna get some new titties
The budgets is major
These niggas can’t believe I’m in these
The girlies is nice they frilly when you making them bengi’s
But love is lost got best friends starting to envy
I don’t sweat it though
Frozen to that bullshit I let it go
Love trumps hate
RIP my nigga Radio
Cops gunshots and the mommas to the scream tour
30 million views, where the money from the streams go

Cops gunshots and them

Awkward idol
I’m bad as fuck and black is vinyl
Hell’s angels but I don’t fuck with no motorcycle
Suicidal I murder rivals
Don’t read the bible
They call me crazy I smile and thank them, not in denial
I’ll blow your head off and take it guillotine
I’m chopping and slayin
Deadshot your arms and your legs
Boomerang and hit you again
My dog will bite off your head
Joking now where’s Harley Quinn
I need a psychiatrist
I think my ego to big
Imma fuck everything in my view up
With a gang of soldiers
Who ain’t got crew cuts
We the fallen angels
We done sin too much and El Diablo
Too hot too touch
In the El Dorado with the bazooka
I’m stone cold
That’s medusa
Send thirty shots to your medulla
No heroes it’s bout the mule

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