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Escape Video (MV)




Performed By: Ocean gråta djävulen
Length: 3:55
Written by: Paris Anderson




Ocean gråta djävulen - Escape Lyrics




I know you coasting mix emotions
How C-Notes keep flooding
Drop sauce by accident
Imagine what I'll do on purpose
I'll hit my mark if spark in dark
And shoot my gun in cursive
When met the pussy
Knew would kill it premeditate murder
Shones see I glow and glist
Rocks bite like piranha fish
F*ck a warning shot load glocks
To top now swallow hallow tips
I be that fisherman throw new drip
Just to reel em in it's sickening
Cock back to peel his wig
Mathilda's siblings
These fashion lines will not disguise
That you a bitch in eyes I'm not surprised
If held the .45 right tween ya f*ckin thighs
Say who am I that f*cking guy
That you still idolize
Supply the bars so many eyes on me
And I ain't televised
Yo how you figure I can't load like that
To spit like this? raise burners slow mo
Throw like Romo Apple Jack ya whip
Now ghost ride the whip at 90mph
With your clique in it ya noggin hit
Get ya Chiquita split with this banana clip
Just give me 2 Glocks I'll heart stop
The whole block "A bird it's a plane"
It's Supa Nigga check the roof top
Now chop the box my watch it cost a lot
Don't get your melon rock drippin like
I paid my water bill or own a Fuji stock
Need me rac-k's to count 3 days
Then 4 play til dollars come or crack
Somebody cone on a Sunday
That black CZPO1
Extended smoke like a lung
50 shot the new drum
Get your whole body spun
Now how's the sound of that?
Racks it keeps me real relax
After ate the pussy thru back
A tall glass of Similac
No sneak dissing track
In fact this real facts
Get wack in real life c-section ya throat
Blade to your nutsac
A violent penalty if he or she
Think they seeing me, vividly
Hypothetically bitch realistically
Cause mentally when ever my pen swing
It's casualties kill me in person
On purpose if think
Flexed on me accidentally
No baby mama drama
Problems promise up that Lama
Comes danger player don't save her
Cause later see the doctors
This time a talking 22's
Or drop coupes yellow Benz
This that spin the block
Pulling up sideways
Spray while Jesus with us
You wanna murk me do it
I got threats a thousand times
Dust the German Luger
Shoot your chest out
Thru your f*cking spine
Look me in my eyes
You ain't taking shit from I
Suicide many times
When I die I'll finally be alive
No bow and praise to Satan
You felt flames I bathe in?
So how the f*ck you pose to
Reach my mind with shit you saying
God's favorite bastard
Sluts in my casket
So many homies up north
An none ain't anglo saxon
Now you ain't really savage
Can't walk shoes of assassin's
If under age I blazed
While leg your babe
While on your mattress
Now every time I see a rack
I cum from out my dick
Hologram the wrist on glit
This stick it's glued up to my hip
Check your bitch you see her eyes
Keep on undressing this I'm addressing it
Addressed where I live
Lead you to the killer kids
Shit will get violent quick
Play me like I'm really bitch
Give your dome a stable home
Soul ship to your ancestors quick
Don't need you on my mind
Want karma that's really mine
If she left me on seen
I'll flirt with others til reply
Don't feed me righteous shit
Ain't like you let me clip
Bitch plus I'm single
I can stick my dick where ever miss
Why you upset cause ain't like others
Drooling for your clit?
You acting like I'm pose to chase
Or like I f*cked then I dip
Give me your honesty
Ain't gotta lie to me
You want the truth I ain't got time
For you to wait up for me
Cause soon as I get done rolling
Inhale exhale green
Be surfing planets coping leafs
Where the gorillas be
Talking down to me
Like envision with eagles seen
Been thru so much might even Jesus
Just might blast for me
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I know you coasting mix emotions
How C-Notes keep flooding
Drop sauce by accident
Imagine what I'll do on purpose
I'll hit my mark if spark in dark
And shoot my gun in cursive
When met the pussy
Knew would kill it premeditate murder
Shones see I glow and glist
Rocks bite like piranha fish
F*ck a warning shot load glocks
To top now swallow hallow tips
I be that fisherman throw new drip
Just to reel em in it's sickening
Cock back to peel his wig
Mathilda's siblings
These fashion lines will not disguise
That you a bitch in eyes I'm not surprised
If held the .45 right tween ya f*ckin thighs
Say who am I that f*cking guy
That you still idolize
Supply the bars so many eyes on me
And I ain't televised
Yo how you figure I can't load like that
To spit like this? raise burners slow mo
Throw like Romo Apple Jack ya whip
Now ghost ride the whip at 90mph
With your clique in it ya noggin hit
Get ya Chiquita split with this banana clip
Just give me 2 Glocks I'll heart stop
The whole block "A bird it's a plane"
It's Supa Nigga check the roof top
Now chop the box my watch it cost a lot
Don't get your melon rock drippin like
I paid my water bill or own a Fuji stock
Need me rac-k's to count 3 days
Then 4 play til dollars come or crack
Somebody cone on a Sunday
That black CZPO1
Extended smoke like a lung
50 shot the new drum
Get your whole body spun
Now how's the sound of that?
Racks it keeps me real relax
After ate the pussy thru back
A tall glass of Similac
No sneak dissing track
In fact this real facts
Get wack in real life c-section ya throat
Blade to your nutsac
A violent penalty if he or she
Think they seeing me, vividly
Hypothetically bitch realistically
Cause mentally when ever my pen swing
It's casualties kill me in person
On purpose if think
Flexed on me accidentally
No baby mama drama
Problems promise up that Lama
Comes danger player don't save her
Cause later see the doctors
This time a talking 22's
Or drop coupes yellow Benz
This that spin the block
Pulling up sideways
Spray while Jesus with us
You wanna murk me do it
I got threats a thousand times
Dust the German Luger
Shoot your chest out
Thru your f*cking spine
Look me in my eyes
You ain't taking shit from I
Suicide many times
When I die I'll finally be alive
No bow and praise to Satan
You felt flames I bathe in?
So how the f*ck you pose to
Reach my mind with shit you saying
God's favorite bastard
Sluts in my casket
So many homies up north
An none ain't anglo saxon
Now you ain't really savage
Can't walk shoes of assassin's
If under age I blazed
While leg your babe
While on your mattress
Now every time I see a rack
I cum from out my dick
Hologram the wrist on glit
This stick it's glued up to my hip
Check your bitch you see her eyes
Keep on undressing this I'm addressing it
Addressed where I live
Lead you to the killer kids
Shit will get violent quick
Play me like I'm really bitch
Give your dome a stable home
Soul ship to your ancestors quick
Don't need you on my mind
Want karma that's really mine
If she left me on seen
I'll flirt with others til reply
Don't feed me righteous shit
Ain't like you let me clip
Bitch plus I'm single
I can stick my dick where ever miss
Why you upset cause ain't like others
Drooling for your clit?
You acting like I'm pose to chase
Or like I f*cked then I dip
Give me your honesty
Ain't gotta lie to me
You want the truth I ain't got time
For you to wait up for me
Cause soon as I get done rolling
Inhale exhale green
Be surfing planets coping leafs
Where the gorillas be
Talking down to me
Like envision with eagles seen
Been thru so much might even Jesus
Just might blast for me
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Writer: Paris Anderson
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