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trapped up in the dark
Lurking lonely like a shark
Creeping out slowly like a fart
Ayy
I had to Swap
The old me had got lost
Ayy
I'm on the top
Veech

your heart missing 
Now listening to mumble rap similar to fart sniffing 
Not a smart decision subpar writtens
I bet money and cars are part of their

the dark
I'm the ripper pick ya' apart
Harbor gas fires cooking you hardly giving a fart
Hit ya' target ya' missing part of me pardon me gifting darts
We

I gotta ink this page to respectfully attract your attention
I want to talk to you, look around, we're being robbed 
People are fed up with a system

be gassed up
Like you never fart
I might bite, but I never bark
I just tide 'til the wheels fall of
I don't ever park i might fall off some day
But my

keep fuckin' hatin' me

Man, I just don't care, I just don't care

Now go and run, I don't want you around

But I just don't care if you say it loud,

Na-Na-Na-Na-Na-Na-Na-Na

Dyed my hair pink now I'm having bad dreams
Where everyone around me is ugly and I can't breathe
I'm shopping like a hot

Trash behind the fence (No luck)
Finger in her ass (Got stuck)
Crashing with the benz (Tow truck)
Xanax in the bin (Ow fuck)
When I'm around I know you

don't give a fart
They don't give a crap about contemporary shit
I'm the person sitting next to you in a double bed cocoon
They can't separate us I'm your

mind to the bread
Ill leave him red
If he even tryin' stop the bread
His mind filled with lead, he can't even deny what he said
Ridin' around crankin',

balls
Then took a job driving cars into brick walls

I let out big farts
I like to shake broads
Electrocute any chick that wanna take charge
I straight

was in my room playing left for dead, 
When I got a teXt from Dad saying 
“Come to the defense hospital”
The doc came in and said it happened around

You shouldn't be around em
Ain't my problem
Fuck the other side
We rolling up all our opps
In grabbas
Bitch I'm WCR
No you don't want WAR
And when we

more pussy than pet co, told my ex bitch to stop trippin' and let go
Turn around and buss it open lil' bitch cus' I said so
Everything designer on me but

me,

I see the darkness around, can't let the light come in,

I easily fall off like quick sand,

But I can tell at the end you gonna stand by me,

Trash behind the fence (no luck)
Finger in her ass (got stuck)
Crashing with the benz (tow truck)
Xanax in the bin (ow fuck)
When I'm around I know you

you you like it that narrow
Like a pharaoh, shooting straighter than a bow and arrow
Sunboxin', that's what the gods do
Fricked around, the whole clan

doods
I swear I'm not fruity
I might suck a fart
Right out yo man's booty

Grabbing his thighs
I'm loving my nigga
Give it a lick and his dick,
Getting

Twenty five and getting older
I can't trust my fart
I might shart
When I have sex
I never wear a rubber
When you look at my stomach
It's full of blubber

(What)
I'm from mars
I'm a killer I walk around with metal like I'm stark
I ain e'en hit her but she said I hit her that's the life of a star
Paint

heart
Stupid gas like I'm facing a fart
If you really my bro then I'm taking the charge
In a wraith like I'm racing the stars
Play around I can take you

had a dream like Martin Luther king
Ah huh money money money
All around me
All around me

Yeah money money money on the ground b
On the ground be
Chyeah

rappers see my life
And they go around and just copy this
But please proceed with cautiousness
I'll kill you with obnoxiousness
Can't nobody rhyme like this

you fuck with me
But it's fine really
My designs silly
Writin' circles around you, you're so dizzy
So busy, so I roll sticky on the road
Get it going,