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letra de my personal space/pretend to love, my dear - 1xfighter

part i: my personal sp-ce

[verse 1: 1xfighter]
got a five-finger death punch on the left, and i’m’ma hit’chu wit’ it
you ain’t even violent enough to be a clarence villain
like a dealer sellin’ some stuff, ‘finna be countin’ digits
after i release this, my homies gon’ be f-ckin’ winnin’
if you wanna jump me, you better bring some cables
’cause yo’ battery die quicker than mine, this ain’t no f-ckin’ fable
f-ck that b-tch-made motherf-cker, he’s a hard-ass wit’ all of his goons
if his homies weren’t present, that kid’d be f-ckin’ doomed
this sh-t so ice cold and it ain’t even the winter season
all i hit are cervixes, got more f-ckin’ b-tches than negan
sometimes i get aggressive, but it’s never for a sh-tty reason
people love my voice so much, my nickname is morgan freeman
i could go really quick, but no need, you’ll enjoy this
[interlude: 1xfighter]
there is a certain way that you can whisper that might make an audience believe your flow’s quick
who the f-ck is this guy? get him off the song right now!
get out b-tch, right now!
okay, okay, i’m sorry, d-mn!

[verse 2: 1xfighter]
everybody chill, sit down and just listen
we got a few new rules based off an elder’s decision
no more having bass or hard-as-f-ck songs, and no more bad things said
man, get the f-ck out of my personal sp-ce, god d-mn old head
how the f-ck you get mad when there’s talk ’bout pullin’ triggers
when n0body can say sh-t when you call blacks–(censored)

[outro: 1xfighter]
cut the f-cking cameras, show’s over, next song!
f-ck!

part ii: pretend to love, my dear

[verse 1: 1xfighter]
it’s kind of hard to find real love when you’ve been beaten and abused
past relations left some marks and left me high and confused
sometimes i tell myself that i’ll never be enough (whoa)
but i remind myself she told me that and that she never deserved my love
is it really my fault?
that day, was that me at all?
i was going one-fifteen, rubber on asphalt
the day i asked for her number was when i started to fall
december twenty-third, i cried under a tree
i ran right out of that house right as the clock hit three
i wish that i could say i miss who i used to be
i’ve learned who i really am and now i’m scared of me
[chorus 1: 1xfighter]
i’m so funny
and so c-cky
and i never even looked out for myself
you almost k!lled me
so, believe me
you weren’t good for me or my mental health
i’m so funny
and so c-cky
yet i never even looked out for myself
you almost k!lled me
so, believe me
one of these f-cking days we’ll meet in h-ll

[verse 2: 1xfighter]
ever love someone so much you let them drive you insane?
i don’t love that girl anymore and i’ll say her f-cking name in vain
audrey’s just so much better, and honestly, i’d kiss them in a storm right under rain
sit on a metaphorical bench and i’ll showcase what she did to my brain
she made me hear her f-cking voice as she slowly died, next morning, she didn’t even explain
hang yourself in front of me, why don’t you? i bet that it’d make me feel f-cking great
i don’t get sad anymore, i just feel this weird physical motherf-cking pain
pretend to love then lie, my dear, and just increase all my built-up hate
my built-up hate

[chorus 2: 1xfighter]
i’m so funny
and so c-cky
but i never even looked out for myself
you almost k!lled me
so, believe me
you weren’t good for me or my mental health
i’m so funny
and so c-cky
and i never even looked out for myself
you almost k!lled me
so, believe me
one of these f-cking days we’ll meet in h-ll
i’m so funny
and so c-cky
but i never even looked out for myself
you almost k!lled me
so, believe me
you weren’t good for me or my mental health
i’m so funny
and so c-cky
and i never even looked out for myself
you almost k!lled me
so, believe me
one of these f-cking days we’ll meet in h-ll

- 1xfighter

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