Eternal Yard Dash Lyrics - Pastor Troy

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Ha Ha Haa Ha Ha Ha HA Ha Ha Ha
Come on cuz, we almost there
We almost there cuz
Goddamn, where the finish line?

(what)(11x)

xxxx this shit, I need some cheese
And I need the cookie and the nestle
If I have to kill then God bless me
All these xxxxx motherfuckers, they shouldn't have test me
Left me looking like the villain , I was thinking of ending
Nobody knew what I was going through
All these xxxxxxxxxxxxx saying what they gonna do
But then again all these xxxxxxxxxxxxx ain't true
So who am I gonna trust, am I going on and bust
Myself nigga, damn this shit
xxxx riding round' nigga, xxxx being rich
I can't take it, the xxxx to thick
And it ain't my fault
So I ought to give the xxxxxxxxxxxx telling lies to me
Hey the say, what its gonna be, but empty pockets all I goddamn see
D-E-F, no ones left, then again, xxxx no ones right
I'm a kill my damn self the night
I get fear, it ain't my fault he couldn't fight
It ain't like, when I motherfucking die, this whole world gonna fall apart
But it's a race, and I got a bad heart
Breath in the mouth, and I got a head start

I'm running for nothing, I'm running for nothing (7x)
So I'm gonna kill myself

A xxxxxxxxxxxx tellin' me what he gonna do
When I knew the xxxxxxxxxxxx wouldn't do shit
A nigga tease you, then a nigga leave you
Cause he heard that the xxxx done got thick, punk bitch
I'm in the mood for cocaine
The only thing I see when a nigga look
Come and get the baking soda, let me split the powder open
then I got this dope when the xxxx cook
What it took for me to really understand if it really don't matter
What the xxxx you been through
If a xxxxxxxxxxxx see you doin' better, my nigga I'm here to tell ya'
xxxxxxxxxxxxx gonna hate you
Not a clue, If I really wanna new motherfucking 22.
two years was that far away
I never would have had a chance and would have killed Pastor Troy on yesterday

hook

This heaven, where the streets of gold, and why the hell is the a/c off
Where the xxxxx all the loved ones that I lost
xxxx this shit, take me to the boss
Do you understand the cost, ever paid
In order for me to be here tonight
Nigga whats up, something ain't right
Tell the Lord to turn on the damn light
Feeling like an angel when I take flight
Shit, as I try I'm on the damn mic
All my pounds tune out my damn sight
Look, why the xxxx I was packed so tight
Nigga I ain't Mike I'm Micah
Think I'm in the wrong spot
Not only do I have on black, its too hot
But why my K xxxxxxxxxxxx ain't shot
I got those halos, hello, xxxxxxxxxxxx xxxx nigga, I'm talking to you
Slap the clip in the tech 22.
Let the xxxx fly going straight through
Now I got a clue, where the xxxx I'm at
Shawty want the tech and a nigga want the bud
Nigga just bleedin', xxxxxxxxxxxx out of blood
Looking at me smilin', asking me what
I got cuts, but cuts got down
everyday xxxx I can't tell
Went from dwellin' in hell on earth, now I'm living inhaling hell

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