The Great War

Dope in the backseat
Time slowly passing
Pass me the lighter
There's no need for asking

Gravestone killer
Your local drug dealer
Suicidal bitch
I'm nothing more than a sinner

Blunts in the bedroom
Suicidal death moon
Kill you while you sleeping and
Echo is gonna end you

Ain't got shit
But I got love for the chrome
If you ain't careful
You getting 2 to the dome

I got a Duel edge switchblade
You can't look at me the same way
Echo hit the gas and speed away
Leave you to die don't know your name

I can't think when I'm up late
Gonna meet the same fate
I don't wanna die
But I'm past my due date
Homicidal witchblades
2 tone windbreak
Ice on my necklace
Rock like 2 Chainz
Shoot like I'm Dame
Don't even know my name
Play that shit right
And you might get some fame
Calling me lame
I change the game
Echo is comin
I channel the hate
Bitches get off me
They goin insane
People are crazy
And I am the same
Echo is here
And I rock the stage
Whole crowd jumping
I cannot complain



Credits
Writer(s): Carter Ball
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