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m8sin - clever كلمات الأغنية

(oh sh_t, i’m on the wrong beat. whatever.)
cards with the devil, hard with the mumble
looking for a stupid b_tch to match me on bumble
trampled a trans with a train, these are not words this is game
i’m lookin for a first class ticket to fame.(where’s the pilot at?)
lookin for a tiger to tame
while i rest it eats out my brain. i’m not cripple i’m insane
like that stupid mothaf_cka in maine
its a shame at the end of the day this man can’t be claimed
(f_ckin’ idiot)
his barber can’t even do braids

what’s dude wanna fight for? (i don’t know!)
he showed up to my door
your b_tch is a dyk_ wh0re, don’t pour one out, get less poor
i wrote this, i’m a bit bored, this rhyme scheme is a big chore
(give me that f_ckin’ mop)
i’m clever, when putting these letters together, fire rate of a kedr
sober i’m never, i’m simply better, never escaping the cheddar
bringing a sweater will not help you fight better

i said that “i’m better” twice, if you wanna be heard on the mic
say some sh_t that’ll go viral, leave the people in spiral
pick_up my track on a viny, pickup truck is in idle
drive into traffic, i’m suicidal
(r.i.p)

lets just see, is it just me, who can’t be free?
i feel like a bee with knees speaking vietnamize
this sh_t just don’t make sense to me, don’t talk cents to me
i wish the whole world be free, don’t ask who is he
when you walk up to me, cause’ i only invited your mom over
you would think she gave me a fake name
with how much she “ben dover”
i been knowing her, she came trough my front door with hair to her shoulders
i must’ve struck a four leaf clover

(pretty f_ckin’ lucky b_tch)

vision impaired, not know to be scared, when the violence is near, silence is fear, my shots are clear, holding a beer when i steer
ran over a skier
(oh noooo)
his life just expired, it’s people like him i’m known to admire
too bad he face the wraith of my tires
people around me are known to be liars, cause if you know that lie, maybe they’ll try to be the reason you die
or leave you looking like a condiment with fries (ketchup)

(ba_da_ba_da_ba_da)

it does not upset me that i’m not on a playlist
it makes you upset when i want you to play this, just cause i talk
don’t make this a diss, i do not switch, i’m am not chris
took a shot and now i missed, i mean i took a now now mentally missing
your b_tch keeps giving me brain, how the f_ck am i still dumb
took a iq test and barely scored 1
i can only only outrun a machine gun if it’s held by a autistic son
( he’s not autistic he’s special)
give that man a metal
cause he must’ve just got a sp_ce shuttle to be that high

(help me, get me a inhaler)

what you can handle air? i have a hard time to not swear
i’m getting two dogs crossfaded off weed and beer
call it a double dog dare, cause i’m teaching kids not to go near
walk onto the red carpet and shot up the premiere
this my first year and i’m ass
cut myself with a blade of grass
feel free to call my sh_t trash
i enjoy the backlash
slash your tires, don’t tell me i’m fire, cause ima ignite you with gas
sell your ash for cash i can’t wait for the market to crash
i think miley cyrus last song was ass

i’m writing some hype sh_t, no matter they like it
they boo as i mic check
(booooooo)
despite that, check it, i plan to wreck it
my neck itches prob from the stitches they used to put it back on, lights on in this b_tch up like tron
i stole this beat i’m a con
there’s no saving me
i’m too far gone

- m8sin

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