Lyrics:
Ah
What the hell have you done
To even have an opinion on what I been doing
What the hell have y'all won
Only thing you can identify with is losing
fingers
Bring in competition and face this Nina
Got your whole crew doing subpoenas
Hell nah, you ain't seen a crew genius
Murder whoever's between us,
in my reality, man, I am literally livin' in hell
They tellin' me give it a year, all over the country I bet I be ringing a bell
Like Jehovah witness
fate from a halo crown
If they oppose it, give 'em hell is the key
Well is the free, we ain't practicin' celibacy
A relic you think we anghellic, tell
the briefcase)
You've accomplished nothing! nothing at all! you're a mere worm...less than that...you're a useless all-american 'man-worm'! the most disgusting
outselling you
By 29 I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But
You can go to a church all you want
But if you never share your testimony
If you never tell others about your church
How do you expect others
landed I overstayed my American run
Made proud my little version and give 'em verses they critique or worship
But deeply nervous my ego turned me into
wait until the album drops
No this is real warm but the albums hot
Now write a letter of complaint if this don't make you bop
I'm ready for war my lyric
elements flow from evil arteries in the dark
He'll be your cardiologist & heal internal issues to give a new start
If you need a new heart because the old
《Midnightsinsan album my lovas soon as I hear it
Get away fromall you trolls, all-all-all the bitch
D-d-d-d-d-don't piss me off, ay, bitch(Bitch)
Don't fuck with
《Midnightsinsan album my lovas soon as I hear it
Get away fromall you trolls, all-all-all the bitch
D-d-d-d-d-don't piss me off, ay, bitch(Bitch)
Don't fuck with
Y'all gonna do a whole cat album? Cat album
Damn
Motherfuckers start bringing their cats to
The tour bus and shit meow-meow-meow-meow
this for a reason and with every bar I spit
Is amplified by above, so you know it's heaven sent
Motivation burns inside of me! - All inside of me
And I
and never complain
Boots all muddy by the end of the shift, carry on the American way
One time for the blue collar boys, gettin up before dawn and never
into account all the factors
All of it is a beautiful mess
And somewhere for you to practice
Become a better version of yourself
And reject being told
it
Hey baby girl, hang the phone up
No talking with your mouth full, you's a grown-up
What the fuck? Who the hell?
Flashback in this bitch, thought
and all-American men were like Hemingway to the days of the wondrous ?B? movie. The producer underwritten by all the millionaires necessary will be Casper ?The
This culture came from
And what it's really all about
I got you, my nigga, yo, ayo
Count to ten and then come in shootin'
Fuck peace, Silverback the new
please cos you're just unease
Oh, who am I kidding? I'll always be found
By your unforgiving ass, the king of fear
You're a pimp and I'm your whore
You
they tapin' your block off (brrt)
Give a fuck how you feel (how you feel), you ain't real, you a knockoff
Even your own bitch know that you all on my
a winter wonderland
Alright, Kate, that's how the song goes
You wanna give it a shot
Yeah dad, but, um, your version kinda put me to sleep
Listen
Shalom, Los Angeles, Sao Paulo
This one's the long lost shuttle you ain't follow
When we blow up all challengers just next to stage at the Apollo
(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
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