Thurz - Third Eye текст песни

Cigarettes burns on your third eye
Last surgery go wrong they save a blind
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How about that body they low like that shot one time
Never in pain, but the blood it's blowing down
No gravity just ....
Swallow like they warp you ...
Over affection call my affective drama
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Never get under table for those
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Tell 'em nigga
They make ale-alleluiah ...
This is a murder party
Smoke in any track ...
If they shoot, we make 'em run
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Got this blood on my hand, homicide on my mind

Posess that son of Sam, killer instinct up in my eye
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So they're dead when I ..
And I'm walking down and they probably gonna tell a lie
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They must be stupid...
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See the bitch I'm a ...
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The ceremony, we celebrate...
Really we gonna fucking higher
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Go touch, go man, go dick,
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I'm calling down
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Brought some new shit
I'm nigga in the perfect time
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Thanks to Popovitch for correcting these lyrics