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blckbrd. - mylar كلمات أغنية

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[saliva grey]
i can’t focus on these b_tches, i can’t f_ck with all these hoes
all on my sack, they just some rats
and they frantically wanna blow
got the ash all on my fit, i just be wearing all the smoke
innards are black, i turned to plaque
the saliva’s a darker tone
i been stomping on you f_ckers, the numbers ain’t doin nothin
but foggin’ up all ya vision you barely got a pot to p_ss in
can’t stand with the way y’all listen to everything and pretending
like you got all the f_cking answers
no plan and you barely living b_tch
runnin’ that train wit 44
sick wit that f_cking scope though
been on my sh_t, boy the grey never miss
you know who got that flow, so
f_ckin impeccable hoe
sally went f_ckin dolo
think i done seen a mole i know the number, the avogadro
digits on my mental since grey was a f_ckin jit tho
had that gap all in my dental, the target’ll make the missile
comin up, it ain’t accidental, y’all piddle, y’all f_cking paddle
you baby so here ya rattle
you sheep or you f_cking cattle boy?
i ain’t no picasso, just spitting sh_t with my eyes low
send me to f_cking nether i sever the f_cking light tho
why y’all wanna cry tho, complain and then f_cking lie hoe
way they be f_cking acting it’s making me homicidal
all these muhf_ckers really be talking a lot
they preaching about
how the f_ck we living but they under a rock
i suffer in silence
y’all just be whining
go and post up on yo story think that we give a f_ck? i don’t
wanna spend another godd_mn day up on this godd_mn plane
i’m finna c_ck then bang on ’em
grey so godd_mn jaded, whole world turned vein
so imma turn it grey on ’em
[blckbrd]

big l on your forehead, luigi
consolidate, consolidate i’m sick of pushing a squeegee
pull the hammer back, i let off that sh_t like king dedede
imma let yo balloon pop ‘cus that sh_t faker than richard heene’s
it’s too easy
got depleting serotonin
deceit is slowly eroding me
the steel reloaded
if i was at the wheel it’d total me
i hope relief is comin but a muhf_cka can dream, huh
if life was really a movie, i’da skipped past most of them scenes, huh
tongue so deeply silver it’s a muhf_ckin’ fork
i’m still that same old jit, just minus them newports on the porch
i don’t talk to no f_ckin fed, i’m still averted to pork
ain’t no motherf_cker ready for when brd come uncorked
you in the splatter zone, give ’em a poncho
i’m in deep, i tickle her tonsil
they always attackin’ a windmill
so i’m sharp with the wit, like sancho
y’all cats, y’all p_ss, los gatos
her back arch logo mcdonald’s
y’all words ain’t worth no sh_t
think you should get some legal counsel
you entitled, try for more
i’m the tiles in the morgue
sticky tape, ekg blank
so all my vitals looking bored
body crushed under the pressure
like the mush inside a s’more
if you ain’t intimidated by us
you been misinformed
word salad with the thousand island added on the side
lotta dollar signs
devil tell you “find the dotted line”
used to drink that cheap moscato, now we sippin’ proper wine
gritting t__th and grinning through chagrin to hit that shot in time
don’t wanna spend another godd_mn second
in this godd_mn depression
all them thoughts incessantly
spin, i’m godd_mn fed up
i keep turnin’ my head
n0body watch my neck but me

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