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fukcortez - purpose lyrics

[verse: cortez]
spent 2 months looking for a function
felt so f_cking lost and haunted
losing myself
then i start to lose some profit
i hate rapping but i can’t stop it
no matter what i promise
i love to create
but slowly i think ive lost it
there’s a rupture in my ribs
and my neck slowly gets so stiff
my vertebrae f_cking shift
start beating myself with a brick
born a slave thats done with sh_t
can’t behave like none these kids
no time to play, what’s the sitch?
you p_ssies fake don’t shoot no sticks
please don’t yell in my ear drums
you sound like a f_cking b_tch
don’t buy the persona you sell
all of that is sew and stitch
wake up to give you f_ckers h_ll
taste the docs right on your lip
f_ck a break it made me frail
f_ck a hoe i love my b_tch
community is wasted
there’s no time to save it
type beat 2019 infiltrated
thousand cliques, no one made it
knocking t__th and body tracing
shooting spree my mind is racing

[verse: sage]
whats the point, whats yo purpose?
you a b_tch, we know you worthless
keep on talking, end up he_rs_s
run my fade, you end up worse b_tch
double body baggin
b_tch im toe taggin
coffin draggin n_gga
bullets make you dance michael jackson like its thriller
i got yo b_tch, i like to f_ck her face
got her in my place
f_ck her mind up, then i dash and do the race
im f_cking (sic)k
eyeless lil b_tch
drown the body
found him in the pit
make her suck the d_ck
love it when she gag and choke and spit

b_tch, i hang you up
from celling, break his neck
inject, direct and its f_ck yo set
p_ssy n_ggas, i detest
im smoking till my death
i let the fumes invade my head
dont walk the ground i tread
for all yall end dead

- fukcortez lyrics

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