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to cut sad
Love is a fleeting illusion on the keyboard
Sad love wandering
Cicadas cry unfinished sad love
Don't worry about eternal love.
Target to a Hermes clique,
Their weak shit, 'bout to wrap it up like Thursday is,
Ya feel me? Fam, this is real life, shit is light work,
Fuck a keyboard
I am in my DAW
I am the final boss
I am gonna fuck you up with my MIDI notes
I am keyboard smashing
SAW wave slashing
computer crushing
Like
this keyboard got leverage
Firm grip on my soul dry up famine
You ever hate something
You just can't abandon
Loneliness is the best companion
Close my
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Oh my God Keyboard Kid you're so based
Sayda on the track nigga
Bust shots, lifestyle
Bustdown, and you wifed down
Bust shots, and we bust nuts
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The amnesia of history conceals the view
Complaints only lodged when it's right for you
Statements by martyrs so common place
Nothing like a keyboard
and Keyboard aim on beats that I make
They laced to separate and not Deteriorate
Throw any thang in my lane
I don't swerve with a verse and the Words that I lay
Guarantee to make you laugh
More joke
What did the mouse say to the keyboard?
You're my type!
Guarantee to make you laugh
I can't believe I got fired
Chapter 들에
내 이름 넌 지급해 지금 Pay를
난 자비 따윈없거든 Know it?
Im not fake one
No fake one 넌 들어 내 속안의 big one
사람들은 말하대 무리가 돼버린 호흡은
Get a back 난 가려 keyboard control
난
no evidence
Internet niggas need keyboard edicate
Don’t pack me a stick
‘cause you know i’m not cooling it
No sticks in my ‘cause i’m really using it
to the keyboard i wrote this on
Just look at yours and you'll see i was right
Chea
I'm drinking peroni's with me and my homies
I'm dreaming of more, yea
Last year I
pass the Doobie to the left hand side
Yo, I wanna fuck tonight
Du bist wie ein Keyboard, you just my type
I'm a shotta, big body Rasta
Ich bin der König
Go fuck your gyal when I feel like
This isn't rap this is real life
I made a hundred by Hillside
I heard them numbers, I still ride
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