When I’m Close

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Crucified - Rap

When I’m Close

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[Verse 1] Get 'em and grill 'em, will stomp on their paths Finna eat 'em up, cannibal full of high class When I meet 'em and greet 'em I'm thinkin' die fast Is it wrong that I wanna straight turn 'em to ash? To the pillars of salt, turn around, what you saw Can be read about, run away, run away fast In the quest you will crumble, no dashin' from trouble The earth it'll rumble, I be smokin' grass High and relaxed, eyes on my cash Plottin' my comin' up, chariots blast Pull out your weapon, you're stressin' and testin' But I am the best to be schoolin' that ass Crucified reachin', Crucified teach 'em Here is your freedom and some inner peace 9 millimeters, how 'bout some reapers While they all corner who waitin' for thee Pop enemy, talkin' to me Like he wanna get balled, then I chalk 'em and sleep Talk is so cheap, walk never seen When it's hard they get smart and depart all they plea Tuck in, they freeze, sub-zero degrees They fall on their knees, they beg and they plead But they gettin' beat, they take a defeat They can't get away ?and it's sacred they beef? So many wasted, so many hate it Better get ready, I need no army Makin' 'em face it, they cannot take it I'm always in it, stay smoked out on green Poppin' his face in, got me no case in Leavin' no evidence, be caught, stay free In the NB, I run the city When it come to the scene, ain't no fuckin' with me [Verse 2] They can't get over it, they kickin' the dust, I'm not givin' a fuck if they comin' and bustin', they Fuckin' with us and I cut up and rush and I'm makin' 'em jump and they wanted a puzzle, I Pick 'em all up, hey there, what's up? Throw me the buck, give me enough Cannibal gonna be comin' up over then takin' up over, then get a good blunt! So high as ever and clever I've been Got me eye to eye level with monsters and men Stompin' on them, colossal sin Leavin' no witness, no trace and no skin Heard I got haters but ain't from the hood I know real, they ain't real, try'na show that they could They tried gainin' respect, it ain't workin' out good 'cause they soundin' like shit and feel misunderstood Fuck 'em, they pissed, fuck 'em like bitch How in the coffin you fuckin' with this? Safe bet you keep talkin' I pop in a clip And I'm markin' you off of the top of my list Body gon' drip, momma gon' flip When she see that I'm comin' up in a spaceship I'm beamin' your soul up, I'm high like a roll up You enter a scene that you got no control of I'm loading a bowl up of chronic and kief Hovering high, over abyss Don't even mind, causing you fits If I'm in a bind then I'm out of hits So how many times I fly by quick You bitches never see I can fly by fast, you can die by flash In the ash of my good weed If my life still lastin', I'm still assassin Blastin' out these beats It's the Crucified here with you tonight Give me two good lights of the green Yeah

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