Lyrics:
What did you mean by playing fair
It's satisfaction through subtraction
Do you even care
It's clear and plain to see
Even if you're blind
Your
killing my mind
Surrounded by corpses, the hunger arrives with fuckin´ madness
Sanguinario
Despair and trembling
Cannibalism
Inside gluttony
Neurosis, brain
by the glamour the escape the
satisfaction knowing that that shirt and how it fits you
is just a piece of plastic in a box we had to dig through
and we
Say what you want
Say what you want I could never choose one
Stains on my khakis ketchup and Capri Sun
What's the budget by a cell for my stepson
I know, but I'm not dealing with yo nonsense
But you know
I been putting in this time in, so I go
2 for 2
10 by 2
Pay my dues
But you fear that you'll
life just by year
Who would've known I
Cared this much about it
I'll never know
What it was
That made me fall
You'll never get
The satisfaction
I fucked her ass for some satisfaction
All on instagram flexing yeen having
I kept that shit soild
When niggas got money and then started crabbing
Pop 2 perkies 1130 that's your bitch she hit my DM
Yeah that boy be out in public he gon run when I see him
Yeah he sent the text by morning he was
сомнений boy.
Хит как satisfaction, бомба в цели, хит как Lager.
Делаю хит, отправляя их в вечное так что вряд ли залечат.
Мой хит как жара, хит by Alex
right, how'm I gonna tell?
I travel by day and I seem all right
But when the dark comes I'm a fly by night
I'm nobody's fool, 'cause you'll only fool
take you through a tunnel of thought
Wit no support now you got caught off guard
By the number one scar from the Illa-Fifth
Lyrically fulfillin' this
way
Beaten down, dominated by its sound
Growing deep within my head
Softly dying, its soul is shed
Eating me all up inside
This cancer finds
Infected by invalid behavior
While capturing the stench of divine putrefaction
Confess to slavery for the world savior
Give praise and inhale
Infected by invalid behavior
While capturing the stench of divine putrefaction
Confess to slavery for the world savior
Give praise and inhale
so you know my ass high
Funk made by my nigga named X,
Bitches with the fat lips and fat ass, I want to sex
Check this, nuts to your chin now fin,
(Statik Selektah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh
They say it's live by the code
Die
called "temper" it is
Often forgotten in the next breath
Praise is never wasted on the young ram
He thrives on praise
And is motivated by challenge
He's
I can’t sleep, I can’t close my eyes
Blinked one second, the whole world pass you by
Yeah, I guess I’m in
All the days you spent
I can’t eat, I
born free to spread incurable disease
So much history manipulated by mythology
The crowds are growing larger
Frothing at the mouth gasping for air
Dogs
a long distraction between our satisfactions
Any good time should be just rolling by
Now the bees are indicators
Maybe we should go outside.
A fire
beyond my own temptation
I'm enticed by what I see
And I won't feel satisfaction
Until she's where I want her to be
I gotta have you, I gotta have
Couldn't know, but buy a .44, blastin' a playa hatin', wantin' more
With a thug passion
Puttin' down mashin'
Control by this thug's passion
Unlike them
beyond my own temptation
I'm enticed by what I see
And I won't feel satisfaction
Until she's where I want her to be
I gotta have you, I gotta have
so you know my ass high
Funk made by my nigga named X,
Bitches with the fat lips and fat ass, I want to sex
Check this, nuts to your chin now fin,
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