Saliva Grey - Bury the Man Surrounded by Flies

My career anomaly
I'm living what you ought to be
Careful when you watching me
Cause I be quick to slaughtering
Never talk to me
The human sounds they bother me
Grey received the prophecy
Then Grey proceed to ride the beat

Swear to my brain imma slave
I just can't choose what I think
Soaking that rain to my face
Feeling myself through the pain
Never be cleaning my slate
Stuck in the box of the frame
Lickin' that blood off my fang
That be the way of the Grey

Roll the spliff seeping smoke up outta the window
Load the clip aiming that shit up at my temple
Pull the trigger I just can't cause I be a bitch tho
On a cliff bet I could jump with no regrets

Imma dead Grey man, ain't got no plan, I just don't wanna survive uh
Gimme the land, bury the man, better bet it be Saliva
Gimme yo hand, trigger the chant, til we surrounded by flies uh
Stuck like a plant, sober I can't, everyday bet I'm gon cry yuh

2020 Poppin xans ain't had no money uh
Now got plenty stuck up in the stu to study uh
Why they love me why they act like I ain't ugly uh
Comin for me I ain't never let 'em touch me uh

Fuckin' around, flipping a pound, trapping up out of the condo
Top of the town, still they gon doubt, never gon fuck wit my sound tho
Grey ain't allowed, crackin' no smile, brain gon make sure that I'm down tho
I see the crowd, it's all my doubt, so I'm gon stay underground hoe

Written by:
Andrew Moran

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