(Devereaux!)

[Intro]
"I believe Juggalo Jesus died for my sins, rose from the grave and is alive forever"
Ooh!
Yeah!
Huh huh
God damn
Hol' up

[Pre-Chorus]
Ran with the pacc (with the pacc!) to some racks (rack-raccs)
I ain't never looking back (Nah!)
Slow my roll hell no never that (never that!) (Nah!)
Had to get to where I'm at (hol' up)

[Verse 1]
Wicked young sentinel fucking up the metronome
Quick to put a bullet in somebody selling fentanyl (huuh!)
Any likeness to a real murder, unintentional (yeah)
They tryna use lyrics up in court when its federal (hol' up)
Seen that fool at Texaco, he ain't have his weapon though (nah!)
Followed him up to the parking lot (?)
He was meeting someone so I spot on the exchange
Took that motherfucker left and got a bullet in his brain (boom!)
[Chorus]
Ran with the pacc (with the pacc!) to some raccs (took some raccs!)
I ain't never looking back (nah!)
Slow my roll hell no never that (never that!) (Nah!)
Had to get to where I'm at (hol' up)

[Verse 2]
Move how I move (move) Spring Valley groove (yee!)
The gutter does something to the way you wear ya shoes (true!)
Must be in my nature to maneuver on these fools (uuh!)
That sin city sag and my Dad paid the blues (yea!)
He ain't want his son to be a cemetery solider
When you born in Vegas boy you're life already over
Ducking from these pigs tryna hit they little quota (yeah)
Every fuccin' day I gotta look over my shoulder (hol' up!)

[Chorus]
Ran with the pacc (with the pacc) to some raccs
I ain't never looking back (Nah!)
Slow my roll hell no never that (never that!) (Nah!)
Had to get to where I'm at

[Verse 3]
It get wicked in my city so I'm keeping something with me
Got that blue beam calibrated fuckin' with me tricky
Ouija put that hatchet to yo neck just like a hickey (mmwah!)
You gon' end up headless if I'm swangin' this doohickey (this doohickey!)
(yeah!) You got something let me hold it (let me hold it!) (huh)
Left it slippin' and I stole it (yeah I stole it, yeah!)
Had to flip it so I sold it (had to flip it!) (yeah!)
Don't even know where I'm going (hol' up!)
[Chorus]
Ran with the pacc (with the pacc) to some raccs (with some raccs, yeah)
I ain't never looking back (no)
Slow my roll hell no never that (never that!) (Nah!)
Had to get to where I'm at (hol' up) [x2]

Chapter Seventeen
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