Lyrics *Z3R0* *Z3R0* *Z3R0* - PSEUDODEMONIO
Ay
aye
ay
Ay
Don't
touch
my
Ay
Blood
on
my
Blood
on
my
Blood
on
my
Got
my
sidekick
and
he's
rocking
the
sidekick
Keep
runnin'
from
the
high
kick.
(Aye)
Life's
a
lie
prick
(aye)
Swallowed
now
you
go
die(yuh)
prick
You
poisoning
the
children
Consuming
the
Ritalin
in
the
mass
quantities
Amassed
all
the
souls
of
uncontrolled
entities
Pharma
no
suit
it
cool?
Chains
gold
white
tees
Black
jeans
branded
in
the
Ksubi'
white
plead
Pop
the
tags
off
the
cheese,
poppin'
tag
on
the
toes
No
gunna,
lil'
baby
but
this
the
way
life
goes
Runnin'
a
marathon
while
we
ducking
them
foes
Pledge
A
milly
money
but
we
keeping
your
soul
Blast
from
gat
leave
you
gaspin'
Runnin'
to
the
murder
let
them
see
me
in
a
casket
Sat
her
on
the
couch
like
I'm
'sins'
and
we
castin'
Blade
to
his
hands
for
reactions
*Died*
in
the
captions
*Laughter*
Guns
in
the
cabinets
Chillin'
with
the
sticks
and
whip
in
the
car
Money
falling
all
up
out
the
whip
as
we
drift
Hanging
ladders
in
the
room
like
we
balthazar
Bout
to
hit
a
lick
on
a
crib
for
the
gold
bars
Xanax
in
my
system
I
get
stuck
it
starts
fucking
me
Gray
skin'
hitting
licks
living
in
the
luxury
This
the
way
of
life
not
portraying
no
thuggery
Pimp
slap
a
bitch,
hit
a
nigga
with
the
Juggary
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