Left Right (feat. FRYR)

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Lynch

Lynch, also known as Hazuki, is a Japanese musician, singer, and songwriter. He is the vocalist of the visual kei rock band Lynch., which was formed in 2004. Lynch. is known for their heavy and melodic sound, combining elements of various rock genres. Hazuki's deep and powerful vocals contribute to the band's distinct style. more »

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Ok, left right left right hit 'em with an uppercut
Plain Jane on my wrist it ain't enough I had to double up
Got all these fucking posers on my phone they say I'm not enough
She want a caramel cookie cutter motherfucker, I ain't him bitch I ain't him
Louis Tim's on Louis V's
Drop the top and you gon' see
A red dot aiming at your noggin
I'm freezing cold bitch no toboggan
I'm looking for gold just like The Hobbit
Protecting my soul, they tried to rob it
I thought I told them bitches to stop it
Hell nah, they ain't ever gonna stop it
So I told them bitches to watch it
Before I just get out my Ruger and pop it
I'm so fucking sick and tired of these goddamn demons
On my line and in my life
Just M.J. out this bitch and beat it

I wonder if I will get to see it
The day they start packing their clothes and leaving
The devil, he wiping his nose and sneezing
Tears drop from his eyes, he thought that I need him
Hell ya, he really though that I need him
Just like the bitch from out west
They want attention, don't ever feed 'em
I'm walking 'round London, get money per diem
Ya he said that he called but we don't wanna see him
So we call in the janitor, tell him to go in and mop it up, f*ck it, just tell him to bleed him
Now you scared?
How's it feel bitch I'm standing right here
Had a target on my back for 7 years but now I'm clear
Clear to take the wheel and steer
Goin undefeated like these dears
Hop in a Range Rove
Tell the driver anywhere but here
To infinity and beyond bitch, like fucking Lightyear
Don't think I'm ever coming back
But don't go dropping fucking tears
Ya I know this shit it hurt, it sears
Had to say goodbye to all my peers
Goodbye forever like I'm Sears
But I hope y'all make it out of here
I'm living proof, the end is near
That's why I'm throwing fucking elbows and hands with my sheer will

Ok, left right left right hit 'em with an uppercut
Plain Jane on my wrist it ain't enough I had to double up
Got all these fucking posers on my phone they say I'm not enough
She want a caramel cookie cutter motherfucker, I ain't him bitch I ain't him
Louis Tim's on Louis V's
Drop the top and you gon' see
A red dot aiming at your noggin
I'm freezing cold bitch no toboggan
I'm looking for gold just like The Hobbit
Protecting my soul, they tried to rob it
I thought I told them bitches to stop it
Hell nah, they ain't ever gonna stop it
So I told them bitches to watch it
Before I just get out my Ruger and pop it
I'm so fucking sick and tired of these goddamn demons
On my line and in my life
Just M.J. out this bitch and beat it

I'm up in hell, party demons, devil dancing on my shoulder
It's kinda funny, global warming, cause this world just getting colder
I found a new love, but I hope I live long enough to know her
Cause as it stands, my heart is hurting, it got cut up in a mower
Ya that shit got cut up, got ran over
With a goddamn v8 fucking motor
And now my standards getting lower
I swear to God, I can't go slower
But I'm getting tired tired tired
I feel the reaper getting closer
To put his hands around my neck and take my soul, I'm not the owner
Ya, goin 90 on the shoulder
Driving straight, but I'm not sober
I know they tryna pull me over
Run from the cops in Chanel runners, catch me if you can
I highly doubt it, but you can try it
These bitches cost like three bands
And now your wife call me the man
Only after I paid her 100 grand
Ain't it funny, sorry buddy
But she took that shit right out my hand
Alright, imma stop flexing the money that I'll never fucking have
But it don't matter anyways cause that green paper don't mean shit
Only green I need is the one you smoke
Don't you pull up on me cause it ain't no joke
You'll see I'm not your average joe
So please remove that red nose
Just get out my premises, get off my settlement
I'm balling so hard, think I might need a letterman
That's something you would never know bitch

Ok, left right left right hit 'em with an uppercut
Plain Jane on my wrist it ain't enough I had to double up
Got all these fucking posers on my phone they say I'm not enough
She want a caramel cookie cutter motherfucker, I ain't him bitch I ain't him
Louis Tim's on Louis V's
Drop the top and you gon' see
A red dot aiming at your noggin
I'm freezing cold bitch no toboggan
I'm looking for gold just like The Hobbit
Protecting my soul, they tried to rob it
I thought I told them bitches to stop it
Hell nah, they ain't ever gonna stop it
So I told them bitches to watch it
Before I just get out my Ruger and pop it
I'm so fucking sick and tired of these goddamn demons
On my line and in my life
Just M.J. out this bitch and beat it

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