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Zac Flewids

"Hugs & Kisses"

[Intro: Zac Flewids]
This is the year of the ox
All that you could do is watch
They trying to finesse out the rock
But I do not talk with the opps

[Verse 1: Zac Flewids]
This is the year of the ox
Y’all mother f*ckers just watch
They trying to finesse out the rock
But I do not talk with the opps
Y’all better watch where you walk
I tried to get out but I can’t
They come to me, slip them a xan
f*ck with the scale if they faking the gram
Aye
Little homie come and get your head bust
I don’t think you thinking if you think you finna press us
Y’all can’t even stomach me so why you got your chest out
Year of hard work and they tell me I’m the best out
This the year of the ox, aye
Spill out the blood of the gods, aye
You in a permanent slump
They pay for a feature I’m better than them and they notice it
So they go take out the vox, aye
Drinking the blood of the lamb
I moved to the six thinking I would succeed but paranoia won’t slack
God damn it, my temple touching my gat
But I can not leave like that
I fed my people with a small ass loaf
But the feed back feed me back, aye

[Hook: Zac Flewids]
This is the year of the ox
All that you could do is watch
They trying to finesse out the rock
But I do not talk with the opps
This is the year of the ox
All that you could do is watch
They trying to finesse out the rock
But I do not talk with the opps

[Verse 2: Zac Flewids]
It’s the year of the oxen
Blood on the teeth of the two faced monsters
Little momma giving out the head, Pocahontas
Drink from the basin its caged in the c*ckpit
Baby tell me who the culprit
Speak to existence I sit with the bosses
Seek out to kill me look at the glam in coffin
Homie you coughing my smoke is too heavy
I bet your exhausted, aye
Pick out the fruit from the garden, aye
Pray for the dearly departed, aye
This dark sh*t that my mind thinks got me thinking that my day might really be coming, aye
Yeah
Homie will you quit it with the blood shed
I dont wanna see another young man
Fall victim to what another gun did

[Hook: Zac Flewids]
This is the year of the ox
All that you could do is watch
They trying to finesse out the rock
But I do not talk with the opps
This is the year of the ox
All that you could do is watch
They trying to finesse out the rock
But I do not talk with the opps

[Bridge: Zac Flewids]
Homie will you quit it with the blood shed
Homie will you quit it with the blood shed
I don’t wanna see another young man
Fall victim to what another gun did
I don’t wanna see another young man

[Verse 3: Zac Flewids]
Homie will you quit it with the blood shed, aye
I don’t wanna see another young man, aye
Fall victim to what another gun did
Lay a mother f*cker on the middle of the pulpit, aye
Only god might judge me
Did some dirt but I’m no Sandusky
Looking like the hell boys really wanna rush
The reaper been reaching I tell him dont touch me
Aye

[Outro: Zac Flewids]
This is the year of the ox
All that you could do is watch
They trying to finesse out the rock
But I do not talk with the opps, no
Yeah
Homie will you quit it with the blood shed
I don’t wanna see another young man
Fall victim to what another gun did
I don’t wanna see another young man

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