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neevah - clocks on the walls have eyes on our faces كلمات أغنية

[part i]

[intro]
[?]
(yeah)

[part ii: dn’t tlk 2 më!!]

[intro]
you think you know me?
please shut up (hehe), please shut up
please shut up (ooh, ooh, ooh), please shut up (oof)
please shut up, please shut up
please shut up (theo zim)

[chorus]
don’t talk to me
don’t talk to me
f_ck them n_ggas, they not my friends
f_ck them n_ggas, they not my friends
don’t talk to me
don’t talk to me
i hate how your voice sounds, please stop talkin’ to me
don’t talk to me

[post_chorus]
oh, my god, shawty, you made my ears bleed
oh, my god, bury me six feet
oh, my god, someone come and k!ll me
oh, my god, shawty, you madе my ears bleed
shut_shut_shut up, b_tch, yeah, you talk too much (yeah, you talk too much)
i don’t wanna talk, yеah, you talk too much (yeah, you talk too much)
shut up, b_tch, yеah, you talk too much (yeah, you talk too much)
i don’t wanna talk, b_tch, you talk too much (yeah, you talk too much)
[chorus]
don’t talk to me
don’t talk to me
f_ck them n_ggas, they not my friends
f_ck them n_ggas, they not my friends
don’t talk to me
don’t talk to me
i hate how your voice sounds, please stop talkin’ to me
don’t talk to me
f_ck them n_ggas, they not my friends
f_ck them n_ggas, they not my friends
don’t talk to me
don’t talk to me
i hate how your voice sounds, please stop talkin’ to me
don’t talk to me

[outro]
don’t talk to me, haha

[part iii: idntevenlikeu??]

[intro]
u_u_u_u_u_u_up in boots, while we stompin’ in here
sh_sh_sh_shot his brain, get to moppin’ in here
th_th_th_th_that’s on gang [?]
(bloodstained)
oh, f_ck (bro, who the f_ck is [?])
i don’t care about adlibs
fu—, haha [?]
[verse 1]
see a p_ssy n_gga, put ’em in a headlock
with a scope, get to shootin’, call me deadshot
[?] with the tool, make it sing, though
got an issue? hold on, let me get my death note
pop a percy, make my stummy hurting
i’m in your streets, i’m out here f_ckin’ lurking
i don’t even rap, i just sing
had to triple freestyle just to fit into the scene
if you think it’s fun, it’s not what it seems
stabbed in the back, i just smile as i bleed
some n_ggas in this game just want the f_ckin’ clout
and when they do not get it, they just sit around and pout
and then they start cryin’ about the sh_t that you about
now you gotta cut them off without a single doubt
i’m just sittin’ in my d_mn room, starin’ at the same walls
writin’ on my iphone, makin’ sh_t to cry to

[chorus]
this is sh_t to cry to, i don’t even like you
i don’t even like you, i don’t even like you
i don’t even like you, i don’t even like you
i don’t even like you, i don’t even like you
i don’t even like you, i don’t even like you

[verse 2]
up in boots, got some blood on the bottom
i don’t think i’ll ever, ever f_ckin’ wash ’em
my scars are super, super flawless
and my singing is not that polished
[outro]
f_ck, uh, ayy, ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy
i’m a loser on this earth, ayy
i ain’t got no f_ckin’ worth, ayy, huh
ayy, uh, f_ck, sh_t
i’m at the function, f_ck you, b_tch
ayy
what the f_ck?
i don’t even like you, i don’t even like you
i don’t even like you, i don’t even like you
i don’t even like you, i don’t even like you
i don’t even like you, i don’t even like you
i don’t even like you

[part iv: ddn’t ï say dn’t talk 2 më!?]

[intro]
something
wait, are you recording me right now?
oh
haha, haha
no (bloodstained)

[chorus]
talkin’ sh_t on twitter, buddy, you a loser
please delete your twitter, yes, i’m talkin’ sticks, yuh
o_o_okay, boomer, not talkin’ ’bout no d_cks, yuh
like i had a b_n_r—, wait, um
i told you not to talk to me
f_ck you, n_gga, don’t talk to me
i told you not to talk to me
why they always watchin’ me?
oh, my god, can you shut the f_ck up?
oh, my god, can you shut the f_ck up?
oh, my god, can you shut the f_ck up?
oh, my god, can you shut the f_ck up?

[verse]
ayy, i got sticks, p_ssy boy, run his luck u—
shoot him down, and we take his b_tch and f_ck he—
with my bros, playin’ super smash bros
i got clout, catch me chargin’ up material
you_you_you_you_you don’t wanna be caught in my radar
b_tterfly up, on god [?]
really can’t say that i knew ya
let me repeat that last bar
really can’t say that i knew ya
i don’t even wanna f_ckin’ be ya
this n_gga sucks, and he’s actin’ like a diva
ha

[chorus]
talkin’ sh_t on twitter, buddy, you a loser
please delete your twitter, yes, i’m got them sticks, yuh
okay, boomer, not talkin’ ’bout no d_cks, yuh
like i had a b_n_r—, wait, um
i told you not to talk to me
f_ck you, n_gga, don’t talk to me
i_i_i told you not to talk to me
why they always watchin’ me?
oh, my god, can you shut the f_ck up?
oh, my god, can you shut the f_ck up?
oh, my god, can you shut the f_ck up?
oh, my god, can you shut the f_ck up?

[outro]
oh, what the f_ck?
(deniatsdoolb)

- neevah

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