Caskey - Condolences Lyrics
Lately everything I drop is murder, murderThis I heard of, lately every song I drop is a murder being manifestedYou'd better stay and correct it, anorexicI can't swallow it ain't effectiveWhile the winds win rick rhymes they follow in HalloweenThe art form, many disrespectfulEvery verse I give my heart for 'emMany step another part for 'emPlayin' roll so I play them clothesThe reason that we thick face rappers that shit like slam ghostLately I just pray them o'sYes I need to save you with a little soul like I need to bake emAnd I need the Lakers Jersey with the wordsCoby on it, they know we on it,This game here own me my moment,They probably know me by momentsMoments heavenly, but soon enough this gonna be your therapyMan soon enough this rappers gonna be trapped in this parodySuch a parodime, while they prepare to shineThe paradimes and I'm here stuck reminiscent with CarolineCandle lights loaded I'm blowing my life cold and my knife foldedThis rappers focused they focusedMan this game here ain't safe for emSo lately I just come to pray for em, man you got to pray for emHook:I send my condolencesMany rappers fin to be slamWhen I first cop me a chain, first drop in the gameThe rain will never be the same,Man I swear that I got to pray for 'emI send my condolencesMany rappers fin to be slamMan I pray for 'em, I send my condolencesMany rappers fin to be slam.Man I'm just sitting in this roof top,Listening to two pot and rolling up this oo ups plotting,Seem their heart ain't dexterous all caught em and all write in themWatching me grow and then make it parallels with team my life and now the prophecy goIs it possibly so? I mean it murder every sixty men and got to be goldSlow killing arise, got no feelings for live lost,I learn that from stunt and he my boss man I am holy ..This is a journey I ain't learn it fromMy schedule is over booked I'm on the flight in,And burning one, exotic trips more politics,Plenty more crime iconic shit,Act in Hollywood and I'ma trap the listThis is the trap I came up with the grand tour and here I stand empuring meOn top of the graves of my enemy it ain't safe for emSo lately I just come to pray for em, man you gotta pray for,Hook:I send my condolencesMany rappers fin to be slamWhen I first cop me a chain, first drop in the gameThe rain will never be the same,Man I swear that I got to pray for 'emI send my condolencesMany rappers fin to be slamMan I pray for 'em, I send my condolencesMany rappers fin to be slam.Bang, this is over killMurder let the old and stillMan I got more .. to spillMan I got more soldiers to killMan I'm getting coldest stealPen the costal, send 'em the roskasMix up and serve with the raffles gotta eat rappersGotta keep rappers, right inside, but no master,Man keep mast the mind and I'm actively grindedThese rappers pass em away, faster than I'll be ashin' these jaysAnd I'll keep em packed with cakeAnd while I'm rolling it, I just send the toast to the ..
