psythoness - chip lyrics
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blast boutta
blast boutta turn my corner
chip on my shoulder
you mad cause your soul ain’t born yet
keep on imploring
i know_ in my words im boring
youll get to know it
i hate cuz i ain’t been shown it
i then foreclose it
them sounds written in the blood
not from no mud
alas we meet in h_ll
ripped out your skull
b_tch
such a dirty word
but im free as a bird
i know whats said been heard
its dirty like my shirt
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