a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de 5on6 - afourteen

[verse 1: afourteen]
in case you haven’t heard it yet, i been through [?]
ripping out my hair, and you shine it like you wanna look cool
it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay, yeah, it’s fine
b-tch, i hope you fall right on your face and then you f-cking die
and what you doing, where you going, how you feeling with him?
i hope you full to the brim with [?] and sh-t
and then one day, it come down dark and f-ck it , you act a pr-ck
i guess that we switched places, because lately i’m feeling voracious
and every day, b-tch, i’m filled with this hatred of myself
all myself, i sabotage myself
all myself, i f-cking hate myself
all myself, i f-cking hate myself
turn myself, i f-cking hate my-
oh, oh my god, what am i finna go do?
i finna do nothing, there’s nothing that i finna do
i lived my whole life and it can’t get sh-tter
spent a whole week on the godd-mn sh-tter
pour one up, f-ck up my liver
forehead show [?] can’t
now what are you more attached to?
figurines looking like a statue
to them big booties patting at you
not a pretty b-tch in the classroom

[verse 2: eddison]
f-ck!
and she suck my d-ck in the bathroom
with a teacher in her classroom, and i shoot up the b-tch with pharmaceuticals
[?] with my d-ck out
she suck it til the p-ss out of it
in person, slap wh0res, get a kick out of it
i don’t work anymore like a b-tch, yuh
i got gang around me, that’s it
boy, you sweet like a p-ssy
i’m in yo habitat, b-tch, and you ain’t gonna do sh-t to me

[verse 3: bruhmanegod]
i’m in your d-mn function and you ain’t gon do nothin
f-ck your scary face they hate, and they go for guts
you not a friend of the spiders if you don’t pull funds
i see a lot of sh-t get hit, i feel a lot of frisky sh-t
i get it and go, no k!lling [?]
f-ck! is what i say when i stay grimy on it
i don’t like how it sounds, better prepare for combat
i got a f-cking stick if you believe me, i’ma use it
man, these kiddies wanna be me
of course
f-ck the party, i’m recording in the bathroom
i just popped a molly, i’ma f-ck you in the ass too
which one of you motherf-cking b-tches got the crack rock?
which one of you motherf-cking b-tches want a feature?
which one of you motherf-cking hoes got the crack cocaine?
i don’t have no names, i don’t play no games with my nose
i just wanna smoke on a bowl with some hard white stones, right

[verse 4: johnnascus]
round and around and around and around and around and around…
round and around and around and around
i don’t even know what to f-cking talk about, so i die, so i die
baby, talk about how i been filthy in it all week, all week
why do i have to try?
[?]
we’re decked in sp-ce, drifting
we are nothing
we are notihng

- afourteen

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS