Lyrics:
(Hell)
This is (Hell)
This is (Hell)
This is (Hell)
This is
Hell, incest kids under pressure
In the corner clutching they genitals by the dresser
sweet like Noemi
She taught me 'bout humanity
Now I'm in the hospital
What the fuck is this heart thing?
This heart thing
But then I heard
Carmelita I
I see you tomorrow.
Clear destination, I follow my intuition.
It's like it was programmed in me from the very beginning.
Winning this game is
Damn
I can't lie (I can't believe it, I can't believe we made it)
After all this
I still can't believe we made it
I can't believe we made it
You are all I've left to know
And you know Julie was fine
But if I'm losing my mind
I hope I find myself a Jennifer
And there she is
Eyes vibrant blue
ain't buyin somethin then it ain't enough
And this ain't what it supposed to be (Yeah)
Baby you too close to me (Yeah)
I believe in destiny (Ooh)
But this
when I can't even chew it
I guess God seen it fit to label me the consoler
Bestowed upon a broken show and forever be the shoulder
My mission is plain
lost the capsule
Swallow half of the pack and mix it Jack and tobacco
This is what happens when bitches drive me right up a flagpole
Stickin' my
on chili just like sriracha is
If she got a gag, gotta give me that cents like 50, not talkin' bout maracas
I can't go bendin' to Casino, gotta stop chick
Never mess me with a ZAYN
No statement you just you outta this way
I can't never escape when I'm unsafe
But if I do they are gonna hang me Hussein
Kiddies
it seems
boi got no more hops because he carries his cross
to the colosseum on his knees
but if they remember my name by December
this haemorrhage is
This is a song that was written by two people
You know one probably terribly well
And that's my, my mentor and my friend
Leonard Cohen
He wrote this
Jell-o!
Let's go Devils! *clap, clap, clap clap clap*
Let's go Devils! *clap, clap, clap clap clap*
Like, Oh. My. God. This super cool band is playing
come on nigga get me
I've been balling since you niggas is crawling
West side suicide fucking with my who ride
Call the medic fuck your set anyone can
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
illustrated by myself
All of em narrated by myself
either let me breathe or get DDT'd,
Do you smell what the rock is cookin on ebt
I been schemin on it
on laps be still
Can't wait to get to the room nimblin' on my ear
Y'all gon' get it just chill let me control this wheel
How you ridin'? Bad bitch hair did
They say this mountain can't be moved
They say these chains will never break
But they don't know You like we do
There is power in Your name
have God wit out Satan
Can't be the TRØN without patience
First the songs then the statements
All along they was waiting
Cuz this is ten years in
The chair in my room is facing the wall
I can't make it turn the other way
But I can move my head much better now
So I know what I'll see when I
And by the way, shoutout Tech N9ne, uh
Go and shut the fuck up, just let me talk, nigga (shut the fuck up)
I'm a time bomb that's waiting to go off,
in (haan)
All gold Trinidad James on my Aston
Haan, it's me ho, it's me ho
Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit up then I leave, ho (The Cannon)
I
my nigga, let me ask this question
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan (one two, one two)
Uh when shit hit the fan,
oh no)
Am on vacay so I don't
Need no stressing tho yea (no no no)
Your bullshit is way too much lately
Is this really you or is
This what you give
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