Lyrics Judgement Day - Trey Posey
Me
llamo
Trey,
como
estas
Bien,
decir
no
mas
Por
favor,
gracias
My
life
aint
ready
to
stop
But
the
pistolero
is
ready
to
bloaw
That
won't
be
obliged
though
Ring
round
rosies
Posey
won't
be
lackadaisical
I
need
my
redemption,
I'll
Shawshank
a
hoe
Deaded,
Need
resurrected
and
that'll
be
the
day
I
go
nuts
I
missed
the
fun
Pardon
the
interupt,
rupt,
ruption
I'm
Dahmer,
I
got
a
lil
taste
for
the
blood
Your
honor
objection
I
get
what
I
want
like
Hooray
Victory
visions
I'm
running
laps
Bouquet
Nobody's
judging
babe
throw
it
back
Doomsday
Don't
even
know
if
I'm
coming
back
Only
God
can
judge
me
but
I'll
be
the
judge
of
that
You
niggas
don't
know
me
but
speak
on
my
name
like
you
do
I
got
real
shit
to
handle,
aint
dealing
with
you
Niggas
phony,
one
look
in
they
eye
know
its
true
You
don't
like
how
I'm
moving,
just
focus
on
you
You
get
blessings
then
niggas
pop
out
of
the
blue
Or
the
wood
works
I
guess
I'm
a
carpenter
too
I
be
sick
of
these
niggas
like
I
got
the
flu
Can't
have
no
one
around
me,
mask
on
in
the
stu
Staging
the
coupe
I
move
while
they
talk
Give
me
the
loot
Encumbered,
I
ball
Pepe
le
pew
Don't
care
bout
my
flaws
Better
to
view
when
you
standing
up
tall
Aye
tying
up
knots,
no
tie,
no
draws
You
can
bet
that
imma
shoot
one
back
up
to
the
wall
Play
by
no
laws,
better
call
my
nigga
Saul
Life
a
bitch
I'm
in
her
drawers
I
aint
tripping
at
all
lets
get
it
I
missed
the
fun
Pardon
the
interupt,
rupt,
ruption
I'm
Dahmer,
I
got
a
lil
taste
for
the
blood
Your
honor
objection
I
get
what
I
want
like
Hooray
Victory
visions
I'm
running
laps
Bouquet
Nobody's
judging
babe
throw
it
back
Doomsday
Don't
even
know
if
I'm
coming
back
Only
God
can
judge
me
but
I'll
be
the
judge
of
that
I'll
be
the
judge,
Judy
Like
Judith
I
don't
need
a
gun
Behold
the
beheading
The
deed
is
done,
I
bleed
it's
blood
And
a
smudge
on
my
Adidas
cause
I
come
from
the
mud
Look
in
the
mirror,
I
see
demons
behind
me
On
the
interior
you
see
the
anxiety
Underground
deceased,
that
aint
fine
with
me
A
nigga
bout
to
be
free
and
finally
see
the
sun
Pardon
the
interupt,
rupt,
ruption
Yeah
I
got
a
lil
taste
for
the
blood
yeah
Objection
I
get
what
I
want
like
Hooray
Victory
visions
I'm
running
laps
Bouquet
Nobody's
judging
babe
throw
it
back
Doomsday
Don't
even
know
if
I'm
coming
back
Only
God
can
judge
me
and
I'm
alright
with
that
I
hate
when
I
see
people
judging
from
afar
I'm
taking
shots
with
this
bar
Keeping
tabs
on
me
I
gotta
close
em
if
it
aint
incognito
I
never
know
the
true
identity
of
people
The
envy
and
green,
I
can't
see
low
(Ceelo)
No
cause
I
keep
my
head
high
Can
you
tell
that
I've
grown
or
no
I
am
mature
(amateur)
I'm
a
pro
now
Anti
climax,
I
don't
react
to
they
jokes
now
I
aint
even
hear
her
when
the
world
was
yelling
in
pain
Let
it
be
your
mirror
but
its
gotta
break
someday
And
thats
alright
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1 PSA
2 Bite Da Bullet
3 Judgement Day
4 Dear World
5 Down At Dusk
6 Astray
7 Opening Letters
8 Untold Talez
9 Illustrationz
10 Pen Point
11 Hear Me
12 Heartfelt Interlude
13 Who Am I?
14 Anonymous / Son of Man
15 Morse Code
16 The Enclosure
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