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letra de champagne poetry - airospace

i took a walk into serenity when the blood left my wrists
it’s still legit
when you’re used to hearing lies from the static and the stereo
we’re dying on the merry-go
[?] dreams ain’t for the cheerio
but i’ve been drinking liquor like my ex been telling n-gga jokes
[?] excuses
sure i’m never seeing cupid
it’s a movie and the angel looking down to laugh at stupid
young, i’m standing at 11 trying to pick up off the sets to have a sesh to ease my movement
wish thеse cuts were stеady oozing
i’ve been locked up in a range of villains
slim my [?] mega millions
[?] on power when i’m cooling
sh-t i’m cooling [?] baby but i’m booming
war is coming a bit sooner, swear y’all sleep
till the feelings creep into you, was forever speaking peace
now i pull up on you goobers, know my piece
ate mozzarella, she [?]
ain’t discreet
drink up all her girl’s capri-sun
says she love me and [?]
when she cum, ‘it’s-a-me’
an italian mystery
since i [?] i am three
met a shawty overseas
ate papusas by the threes
[?] slaying by degrees
it’s cold out, shallow seas
i ain’t swaying in this breeze
you won’t ever have the means to bring a cloud down to a beach
got my temperature at calvin; why you hobbe-ing on my d-ck?
i can take you to a destination, glock, and make you lit
never switch, always running games, smashing on your b-tch
win splatoon, send you to your doom, operation [?]
and your body floating down the river, innocuous as sh-t
i been way too steady up to up, and f-ck up what i got
but i got thirty-something/certain reasons and i risk it just to pop
n-ggas talking if i said some sh-t, i pull up on your block
i ain’t giving you no time, just use your watch
that’s how long it took for you to get to the point that you realize you will never see this level so you gotta hold the hate and keep it up
i been dancing with my shovel, have you buried ankles-up
do a strut
dancing on your grave, i could give a f-ck
in my chucks
got my [?]
chained around my nuts
n-gga, what?
f-ck you eyeing for?
h-ll is all i touch
when i stop
i’s dystopia
brother ’bout to knock
you in shock
n-ggas photoshop
not a picture crop
feel like pac [?]
[?]
with a metal face
heavy on the trigger, ready

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