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Alexis Suarez - Consequences Lyrics

CONSEQUENCES Lyrics:

Chorus:
I ain't think about it
Til I seen the consequences
That's why my tone
Is getting condescending
But hold on God wait man
You got a second
I still worry bout my actions
Through what karma sending

Verse 1:
I grabbed the nina
Leaving fingerprints
On a deadly weapon
Just so I can tell my nigga
I tote the smith and weston
I fucked Christina
Leaving fingerprints
On her pearly necklace
Cuz she lovin
Nigga stretch it
She love her man too
But he dont flex the effort
It's nothing special
I talk to god But the devil
Got us dancing
Ain't taking ordinary chances
From a podium
Is where they wish
That they could hang us
And that's the shit
That make me anxious
And dangerous
I made the moon
Clipse the brightest sky
And turned a sunny room into columbine
Cuz I then sullied womb
That was colonized
By the one that used to call at night. (Call it right)
Still I lay down
With the one that said she'd stay down
She play like she sleep
But She woke at my wake now
The prints I left on the tre pound
Was replaced by the nigga Tina
Date now
Hook:

Verse 2:
I got a girl
We talk super heroes as friends
Til she started fornicatin' with narcotics;
In hindsight I foreshawdowed
Her admiring herion
But not cope
With fucking living in the projects
She got down on herself
So she get high on it
Killin herself but feel alive on it
Feelin herself I think she die on it
She was killing Herself
Before she died on it
She said she made her bed
And that's where she gone lay
Cuz nobody fucking love her anyway
When it's Inside her body
When she feel it's safe
Cuz she been hurt so much
The feelings not the same
It just worsen up
It make her wonder
If she hurt enough
And if it's gossip hen she Heard enough
That's a testament
To karma burning
Me
For selling dope
To make some fucking currency
See
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Verse 3:
Aye it’s "Mr. You needed it I got it"
World feel like the inside of your stocking
Frontin like your back ain't watchu stalking
My kind move in silence
We ain't barking
SlumDogg 3rd world country nigga
Driven by what he lost in
All the drive in the world
No pay exhaust him
Oh he solutions now
They discredit his work ethic
He gone Prove them now
Fuck your 9-5 I put in 9-5
Fuck you know bout overtime
On the overtime
Owe A kings ransom
In debt Money
I don’t know what they gone expect from me
Get it I got to
Can't tell me not to
Cuz you don’t speak up
When the landlord
Came to see a nigga at the spot to
Collect what I owe
From that time before
But That time was then
And this time it’s new
And now it’s getting too old
Nigga I got to
I don’t wanna die broke like Van Go
Aye Po one out for van go
Judge say I’m another unit psycho (cycle)
Behind bars man a nigga got no handle
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