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By the way you
Covered your phone
Changed the code, too
What are you hiding?
I knew that you were lying
I gave you everything I had to give
You still

Just blame it on my old ways
I'm sorry that I can't change, today
I thought that we could make it babe
But you got sick of waiting, on me
I'm missing

I'm so sick of this shit your always flapping gums acting tough but be the first one to run pull up with the blades you leave with punctured lungs

this way until I had her in my class
I fell in love really quick
I spend my days all alone love sick
Instant connection I feel like it was just a click

Your number’s off my phone
But i didn’t hit delete
I could dial in my head
Bet you’d leave my thoughts on read

Your voice was hanging by a thread

And the feeling that you found that you sick of being down 
That you just wanna win so reach well within 
And you grab it by the neck

I ain’t losing no more
I was

Baby tell what's your intentions
I'm just trying to give you blessings
Hurt so many times
Done with lessons
I'm sick of this tension
This tension,

Whoa, oh, oh, oh
Ah, ah, ah, ah
I've spilt this heart on broken bones, sewn my lips too tight
So sick of waiting, this flame has burnt too bright,

Isolated, isolation, no love keep me motivated
Black or Asian no persuasion, I stay heavily medicated
I'm rarely boasting, sick as covid
Wear your

why
I'm so different from the kids who shoot me dirty looks
Keeping by the teacher's side
To avoid interaction
So now I'm practicing my posture in

When you're stuck alone inside
Just four walls by your side
You're Missing home life and you've just arrived
The noise from the halls will keep you

as i'm dead
Cheerios in my soup
I got cheerios in my soup
Cheerios in my soup
I got cheerios in my soup
Time flies, i don't know why
But the leaves fall by

We bleed the same
We breed the same
You and I we breathe the same

We'll be remembered by the trail of dead
Maybe the pain or the way we left
When

been
I'll always be
Die by my sins
Love and hate look to alike
Like left or right don't make no sense
Yeah
This what made me go and lose it man
Yeah she

a trunk with em
My favourite rappers dont mean shit to me
Whether rap or not ill make history
Hand em wet wipes if they get sick of me
Wipe your ass faggot

eye
Shine green
About the money by all means
Capitalist take your grandma put her organs on the triple beam
For a lick of cream promise you the scene

getting sick of all the ways that I'm imagining an end
You can say what you want, but I know that I can't
I'd like to start my life over
To get a change

Do you know anything about rage
Do you know anything about rage
Die by my hand
Take a deep breath it'll be your last
You claim to be a man
We'll see

time to quit
The mic in my hand can't spit
Through it and I fuckin knew it
Maybe just take a damn hint
Once again I'm losing ends
I'm just sick

just feelin' like I'm braindead
Just sittin' around, watchin' my life pass by
And I'm sick and tired of this, just wanna fuckin' die, ay
Every morning

to
break ya, I feel low
And I don't wanna
break you like every time
When I'm drunk and lonely
I just want you to
be by my side again
Droptops and like

how can I keep dry
Man I'm so sick of the lies
Been trynna keep out the bullshit
But they slippin it by
And now they coming for my neck
Like I wasn't

Hmm hmm, mm
Hmm hmm, mm
Hmm hmm
Uh uh hmm
Uh uh hmm
Say that
I'm so sick of snakes around where I live
They just lie to my face
No, they don't mean

sick of it
My patience running thin
I get belligerent
Dealing with ignorance
Yeah I over reacted
But your not innocent
Provoked to be a monster
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