Текст песни 604 Five-seveN - $pellboy

In the 604, Five-seveN on my hip
Stains on my nose, got cut on my lip
D&G coat when it's cold I drip
Got the rope for my throat when I can't handle this
Vision flickering, can't help it how I'm bleeding
There's no way for me to justify the feeling
My spirit's leaving, I am seeing great things
Off the magic but I'm not hallucinating

900 pills all in zip-locks
Hundred dollar bills, I got big rocks
Do not show your face around my block
I said that you would get chopped, hip shot
Now you're in a tight spot
The crowd keeps cheering 'til the fight stops
I just need a knife, you need five Glocks
I'll come at your head with a bike lock, like, what?
I have died before and come alive lots

I'm looking like a dead man
I'm looking like a dead man
I look like a dead man, but I'm feeling reverent
First mixtape sounding like a veteran
You can't do this but you think you can
Send me the link I throw it in the trash

In the 604, five-seven on my hip
Stains on my nose, got cut on my lip
D&G coat when it's cold I drip
Got the rope for my throat when I can't handle this
Spell gang, wizard gang, college of the arcane
I got knowledge in my brain that'd make you pass away
They didn't want me so I had to go another way
Mirror image, you can't tell what's real and what is fake