Gasp, Then - Moodie Black

I’m not going no where

Flex like it never mattered

Wasting my death is modest

Crossed cause I’m fucking honest

Nah I’m it not riding no death bomb plaque if they didn’t want me.

Screw the whole back car black tar human carcass terror

Way more depth in the path I’ve cast with my last gasps of …

Fangs in my cherried ass and my bad past cause I’m bleeding different

Better plane with my name and my own mane cane like a master

Shame like a fast food raise late lame and I’m fucking after

Not Drake light no indie rapper sad with a trap aesthetic

See what I’ve done is my own will with a feather finish

I’m seeing dark for the first block and I can’t shut

The graying skies is some real air for the come up

Everybody in a seizure bout the same amount of caught up better hanging feelin

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Something in the matter matters better raging freedom powder either bleeder

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Massive innards in a powder better leave em power where it puddles all in paris

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Sentiment is not apparent, we the badder veteran of panic with a static liiiike

No bad form in my old age when im slammed awkward

I’ve seen em all grab my own dreams like a bleak opera

But life longs in a limp way with a cut smile

The whole thing from my room now I bloom wild

The main frame is a cis place

With a bad omen

The flat Earth like the mans first

With his mouth open

I thought bad with a late pause

Now it’s way worse

The fucked flagged in a may back

And I’ll am all cursed

The pitting image pretty Paris spare us all deranged

I see the Barrie’s on the branches melting all away

The heavy promises I’ve mastered in a pulsing fade

In tryna feast amongst the Giants now I’ve come of age