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Saliva Grey - Gumline lyrics

Artist: Saliva Grey

album: Gumline


Is he a man or a monster?
This that 1989 shit we bringing in the tanks
Now we got to attention you forgot about the flanks
Got you hiding from your neighbors all your papers in the safe
3D printed guns, thermite all over the banks
I got paranoia creeping it's a feeling I can't shake
Perestroika agents I can't roll around with snakes
Got y'all wishing to be royals I want royals on stake
The world is up in flames shit you just survived a plague
And still you happy with whatever they can't finish off they plate
Cut you into pieces like they cutting up a steak
Killing in the name shit nobody can escape
Put your hands together for a bullet in your brain
Throw your body in the drain send you back into the ocean
Go neglect your kids and fantasize bout a promotion
This that violence you provoking
They neck was made for choking
You think that I been joking?
This that needles in your iris
That cut away the virus
That random act of violence
That exit hole so wide it's just a blessing that he lifeless
We looking for a problem
We hear to cause a crisis
Cause This that needles in your iris
That cut away the virus
That random act of violence
That exit hole so wide it's just a blessing that he lifeless
We looking for a problem
We hear to cause a crisis
Flush you little shit stain yo body go in septic
Disembowel all your membranes embodiment of fetish
Pissing up on your grave like I took a diuretic
Seizing through your brain now you be looking epileptic
I'm encrypting all my messages
Show me where the evidence?
Post traumatic blessed suicidal Grey the veteran
Who gon' set the precedent?
Cities looking desolate
Power to the people tell me where the fuck our leverage is?
No etiquette
Sever your fucking hope ain't gon' be better days
We get erased
Evaporate
Yo limbs gon' fucking separate
That 9 to 5
Your fucking life
I really hope you get a raise
Man fuck y'all dependent the way you be living
Can't think for yourself ain't no vision
I put my dick right where yo sight is
Population spineless
Hive is acting righteous
Complain about your life when
This shit was handed to you on a platter ain't gon' bite in?
This that 1945 shit
Gon vaporize your family
You such a fucking fetus wish your mama took a plan B
This that change that you demanding
I hope that you can't stand me
You'll never understand me
Cause this that plaque above the gum line
Bitch we that type of rotten
We that type of toxin
You that type of weasel
There ain't shit we got in common
We got glass up in our pocket
Welcome to the market
Everyone around us is just here to make a profit
Hit you in your stomach all your words have turned to vomit
Be cautious
Bullets coming at you like a Kennedy in office
Why they stop at Jonny they forgot about the Congress?
This that needles in your iris
That cut away the virus
That random act of violence
That exit hole so wide it's just a blessing that he lifeless
We looking for a problem
We hear to cause a crisis
Cause this that needles in your iris
That cut away the virus
That random act of violence
That exit hole so wide it's just a blessing that he lifeless
We looking for a problem
We hear to cause a

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