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myreala - nocturnal كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
but that’s the type of god he is
like he’ll leave you in the dirt and pick apart your ribs
and when he’s finished f_cking stomping on your neck
he’ll f_cking dirty up your name until you’re placed inside a cage that you ain’t meant to
mentally exhausted not your fault but it ain’t ever been
you gon’ scr_pe whatever gash you have until you shovel out your bones that were just sheltered by your aching skin
the f_cking rot inside my head that ain’t because the gin
i print a pistol b_tch a spitting f_cking image of my father
mirror of a trauma
i really done inherited all his karma
b_tch i swear that i’ma be a better man
mark my f_cking words until this blood land
jaw drop
shots on
shots
until i’m gone out this sh_t
until i’m gone out this sh_t
till i’m gone out this sh_t

- myreala

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