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kevin abstract - ​t(-_-t) كلمات الأغنية

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[verse 1: kevin abstract]
i don’t want me no lame hoe
you should know by now
my whole school wanna burn me down
i wanna burn my whole school down
i been having dreams ’bout it ’bout 5 weeks now
i got 8 classes, got a bunch of hoe_ass teachers
none of ’em support my passion
“rap ain’t selling, rap ain’t selling
rap, rap, rap, rap, rap ain’t selling”
y’all can yell that “rap ain’t selling”
imma be the best mothaf_ckin’ thing to happen
to the [?]
hoes twerking all on the wall
how the f_ck did i end up in [?]
got a brand new bag, got a bomb and all
i just waited for the mothaf_ckin’ toots cigars
soon as one of you n_ggas tick me off
please fl!ck me off
imma run up in the princ_p_l’s office, have his wife just beat me off
y’all еating marsala, [?] 6 years old
like mothaf_ckin’ l!ck my toe
my school’s somеthing that i can’t control
17 years old, middle finger to your soul

[chorus: kevin abstract]
i’m gonna burn this b_tch down
my life keeps turning around
k!ll me, k!ll me, k!ll me, f_cking k!ll me (i’m gonna burn this b_tch down)
k!ll me, k!ll me, k!ll me, f_cking k!ll me (my life keeps turning around)
[verse 2: kevin abstract]
don’t worry if i’m cold or not
you ain’t bring your pot now
i’m standing in the parking lot, my hands are freezing, seize her side
jesus need to see the boy
‘fore i break out that nina, boy
change her for no reason, boy, my princ_p_l gon’ k!ll me
my teacher said ain’t no skipping, boy
but imma skip the f_cking knife and grab the heat and leave her, boy
on the ground bleeding, boy, i’m screaming, boy
k!lling for no reason, boy
see what the f_ck done happen when you let me with them negroes, boy
k!ll ’em, boy
k!ll ’em, then i wrap ’em up
f_ck you think i’m rapping for?
making f_cking classics, for this ain’t no f_cking album cut
walking down the halls and sh_t
i am too [?] for this
you are too [?] for this
all of us too [?] for this
red on the wall
burn this motherf_cker down
see me [?] in case i gotta get loud
y’all know why we [?] now
quit playing with your time
or put the glock to my dome, send me, send me, send me on
[chorus: kevin abstract]
i’m gonna burn this b_tch down
my life keeps turning around
k!ll me, k!ll me, k!ll me, f_cking k!ll me (i’m gonna burn this b_tch down)
k!ll me, k!ll me, k!ll me, f_cking k!ll me (my life keeps turning around)

[verse 3: ameer vann]
it’s just that simple
bought a black trenchcoat
started blasting rounds in the crowds of students
counted truant, but i wasn’t
smoking blunts, i was discussing with the devil
“if i do it, will you love me more?”
cut into these f_cking wh0res with them hollow points that i was looking for
satisfy this thirst for gore
lettuce tearing through their f_cking lungs
as my hatred bubbles up
i grab a gun, attach a drum, and ask ’em for more guts and blood
snap, now i’m the coldest kid
mrs. teacher, b_tch, you ’bout to get your throat unzipped
what’s worse than a lonely kid with more loads of loaded clips than friends
no common sense, and half a mind to tear you all to strips?
i’m off the sh_ts, i don’t even feel compassion
imma tell you f_ckers now, you ain’t gon’ make it to your classes
kicked in the door and started blasting
everybody screaming, n0body knowing what’s happening
and then this tec reminds me the cops and feds won’t find me
if i press it to my f_cking head, taste a bit of searing lead
i wonder how the cops decide to handle suicides, g

- kevin abstract

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