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sybyr - maybe i'm detached كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
y’all gon’ make me act up
they gon’ make me act up
they gon’ make me act up
y’all gon’ make me act up

[verse 1]
racking up power cells, i go on a rambo romper
f-ck that mackovich, he stink n’ smell, jus’ like your b-tch
landfill we go cracking, breaking up all that mess you smearing
they don’t like us ’cause we ’bout to leave these f-ckers screaming
“ayy, ayy, ayy”, every godd-mn day
i remove you out my way, i rebuke you in my lane
you not weirdo, you a lame, tryna be a corporation
i don’t like it then i say it, i ain’t finna f-ckin take it
woah, ‘ringe boy, sound like he breaking off of the camel back
tacky, tacky, clone of another nigga like you are that
fill your f-ckin’ hole up with soap n’ bleach n’ detergent, boy
motherf-ckin’, nothing is new around me, i hate it, ugh
call a plug, slanging pussy, smoking reggie, cop a stussy
poppin’ sober, hanging over, sleeping over, spending cobras
sucking money, makin’ money, baking money. flippin’ tummies
aggravated, agitated, f-ckin’ hate it, eat the pavement

[chorus]
i know, i know, i know, picky motherf-cker, ain’t he?
i know, i know, i know, eerie motherf-cker, ain’t he?
i know, i know, i know, picky motherf-cker, ain’t he?
i know, i know, i know, eerie motherf-cker, ain’t he?

[verse 2]
they know i don’t f-ckin understand yo’ lil’ broken world
any move you makin’ boy i watch up n’ go lurkin’ closer
banging up anything to ease the simple f-ckin’ headaches on me
reaper waiting with me with no warning finna f-ckin’ call me
blood all in my mouth, what i get for prolonging my anger
breaking down the house, what the f-ck are we doing here?
we got piss to pan to pot, we don’t need another plot
we got shit to f-ckin move, now go n’ take the d-mn shot
ugh, try to undermine me, b-tch, i’ll tear your f-ckin’ ears out
asking ’bout commotion? i can show what i talk about
picking up pick up pace, take a piss upon ya’ face
sell the plates upon your plates. i don’t give no f-ck today
i got the f-cking rage, none of you niggas fading
my pressure upon the surface of earth, what the f-ck you saying?
b-tch my name syringe, wash the c-m up out your ear
ayy, anti-world, blah, blah, blah, f-ck a year, b-tch

- sybyr

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