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Fuck a carpe diem, Imma RVD 'em

Flick the lighter, hit the blunt, hit the mic, and I plead it

If I told you the truth it would sound conceited

Rather rummage through your pockets, as if I need it

I'm forever getting even, friends said it never happened and I almost believed them

It's skeleton season (yeah)

she think of SESH, taking pictures of skulls to tag the team in

Death is the reason I move how I move

Giving thanks to my demons for keeping me out the tomb

Since the womb I been cursed with a brain

That overthinks to the point there's a glitch in the mainframe

Flick past the page, that once held your name

I'm the one that set your book called life up in flames

Best in slot, Mister More Dots, infra-red beams, molten core shots

My beats make it pop, I leave when he drop, I ain't rollin on shit, I need every drop

Mooncloth for the bag, too cashed, watch me lag

Logging out for the reset, ejecting ash

I create the path, I evade and dash

Paris for the blunts, Indonesia for the bag

Duskwood where the tomb be, ride with a two piece

Bones got the grip he said I ripped them like some loose leaf

My chrome send 'em home like a Hearthstone

Young Dustin live from the stronghold (live from the stronghold)