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Lyrics:
Hook:
Old me Dead it got put to Rest 2x
Verse 1:
Murder to the flesh cuz it can't ride with me
Murder to the flesh cuz it can't die with me
Can't side with me had me living like a maniac
Read the word and it had me like gimme that
Gimme that get the rock like a running back
Run it back to the heart where it started at
In the world but not of this world
Jail time but that time was served
Use to praying for all types of birds
Now and days all i do is serve
Coming through and i'm breaking barriers
Holy spirit on me I ain't scared
R O R yeah im fresh up out the court house
Me and homie got a vision put the word out
Staying true to the word what i heard about
See thats really what i care about
See I'm fresh out the field
Lived what im talking you know that its real
Murdered the flesh and i"m out on appeal
Spazz on the beat like your boy on a pill
House on the hill no it aint me
No I aint rich and I'm keeping it G
Had some doors get Unlock and im using the key
Boom boom Boom and i bust at the flee
Excuse me the flesh get the stresss off my chest
and they say that I'm bless cuz i roll with the best
Big S on my chest and you know what it mean
Got them all bumping and no it aint clean
Verse 2
Boy its deeper then the music
Lose it don't you ever go confuse it
Foolish life boy i lived that
Had the other side bussing at my snap back
Had the feds taking pictures no snap chat
Bad habits on me homie had to snap that, Real rap boy this really where the real at
Drill that whole hood gone feel that, No rap boy i talked it and live that
Till the homie from the manger had me fall back
All that I'm just keeping true old life is gone and I'm keeping it new
Flowing so sick left the beat with a flu and im grinding all day yeah i do what it do
Talk that yeah i walk that, Im a penetrate the world where the heart at
Murder 1 first 48 all that, Use to do guns like a pic and i draw that
Now I murder my flesh keeping it real and its double MF
Now I murder my flesh keeping it real and its double MF
You don't settle for less when you roll with the best
Been through a lot and yes truly im blessed
Had me some beef taking shots at my chest
Changed up my ways now i murder my flesh
Yeah i murder my flesh
Murder to the flesh cuz it can't ride with me
Murder to the flesh cuz it can't die with me
Can't side with me had me living like a maniac
Read the word and it had me like gimme that
Gimme that get the rock like a running back
Run it back to the Lord where it started at
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