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social lubricant – yeah right كلمات اغاني

g’d up from the feet up ain’t no thing that you can’t beat up
yeah right, yeah right
always lighting weed up so your mind is fully freed up
yeah right, yeah right
claimin’ that you’re poppin’, ig models givin’ top in the front seat of the mazda
yeah right, yeah right
got more f_cking options than pills i’ve seen you coping
yeah right, yeah right
dropping bands on fashion often drip so hard they’re always mopping
yeah right, yeah right
those sheets are luxury and cotton that’s why you ain’t getting off them
yeah right, yeah right
actavis non_stop in the cup to cure the coughin’
neglect the bowl of broth don’t give a f_ck about your coffin
yeah right, yeah right

you look like god
you look like god
you look like god can’t one see you
somehow i just don’t believe you
somehow i just don’t believe you
you look like god can’t one see you
somehow i just don’t believe you

i’ve got a lottery bet
i’ve got a lot of regret
(who me, i’m fine, everything i’m doing’s by design)
(interlube)

grow your mind and shrink your ego
i think we both know you need to
look i know you think you glow
but trust me though n0body sees you
trying to mask your insecurities
the fog your feeding eats you
and the sh_t you let then feed you
makes your presence hard to breath through

your thoughts will really beat you demons lining up to meet you
boil down your soul and cook it up like it’s some beef stew
few too many fibs will seat you on a bed of th_rns and bleed you
of every single ounce of dignity there are no f_ckin re_do’s

you should remove
every d_mn post where you post and brag
or b_tch about sh_t you’re supposed to have
here’s a tip for the pr_cks who approach me mad
you should sit before you’re hit with a fist
trying to counterfeit like a wound up pit
while you drowned in this we all think it’s sad
how you’re insecure but you think you’re mad
how you had good folks but you hate your dad
how you’re tragic broke but you’re chasing fads
how you’re hooked on coke but afraid of dabs
how you blame your life on those tragic nights
but the sky’s been bright and you’re still down bad
but nothing’s worse in the universe
than how you die first and then blame the lag
i’ve got a lottery bet
i’ve got a lot of regret
(who me, i’m fine, everything i’m doing’s by design)

- social lubricant

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