Apocalypse
Yunginced
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There’s no stoping the apocalypse and I gotchu and you know that’s forever bro I’ve just been keeping it real since an embryo Found a message written inside my envelope Opened it tryna gain hope again never folding cause I’m holding it down Society throwing the towel They eyeing me cause imma youngin with secrets I found Remember my sound Pressing the button and no I’m not fucking fronting cause they’re sending the nukes Never been trustworthy and that shit got me worried cause no one is calling a truce And so many 9’s not fine It’s blowing my mind like bombs we gotta defuse If anything happens it’s all on the news The stories I’m rapping are not on the news Remember I got the Earth in my lungs Global warming and it’s burning my tongue Armageddon when it’s getting us done Feeling nothing all my niggas are numb And the past and the future this shit isn’t fun Seeing through you so you know you can't run And learn from the ghosts one by one Do some die? I hope it’s none Sometimes cry when we never won That’s when pressure weighs a ton Stressing when you’ll see the sun Look at what the world’s become It’s more than a hundred degrees Around the globe someone hunting with heat No emotion showing under the seat I can’t focus when the cycle repeats Look to the lord and I’m tryna be free And then gimme the score I’m tryna believe And I can’t afford bad energy Talk to the beat and we got all the chemistry Often unlocking my memories I cannot stop and I got all the melodies Look to the top I don’t care what you’re telling me Stop all the jealousy I can see Idols with rifles that fight on the weak Pressing the button and no I’m not fucking fronting cause they’re sending the nukes Never been trustworthy and that shit got me worried cause no one is calling a truce And so many 9’s not fine It’s blowing my mind like bombs we gotta defuse If anything happens it’s all on the news The stories I’m rapping are not on the news Aye, Aye Put some respect on my name Put some baguettes round the chain And she gave me neck imma buy her a necklace and maybe some rangs And I’m always gon say f*ck the fame And then imma real nigga remaining And at a young age go figure was made for the stage Imma get figures I feel like god blessing my name Aye, Aye Put some respect on my name Put some baguettes round the chain And she gave me neck imma buy her a necklace and maybe some rangs And I’m always gon say f*ck the fame And then imma real nigga remaining And at a young age go figure was made for the stage Imma get figures I feel like god blessing my name
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