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letra de raw meat - apollo_xvii ft. lil sipde

-neeweeoo-
-nweooh-
-whernnneoh-
yo what up!
it’s lil sipde in the house!
esket-t!

some have unlocked it, thrown out their clothes
cut down their hair and struck down the wall
but me?
i say no
i say nope, not at all
shoved into boxes
with a sharp knife
to escape the norm, cut through th the seams
but it
is comfy
in
here
or at least
it seems to be but maybe i’m jussstt
sittin on a cloud and sooner or later it’ll decompose into dust
no smiles, but they are not impossible
no theyarejust lost and having a tough
journey gettin back into my– bluff
thooooo(?) there was a color
but (breath)
behind the gl-sses of society i start to see everything’s just a letter or a number
number of missed opportunities
it seems
like nothin i need
need until i feed my mind with the darkness
which i really seem to like
although i always beat myself up-upterrup-after snacking on the rrrrrain clouds
pouring down
only lands on more clouds and then they get fueled to rule the world in my wow
wow
wow
wooww
woww
wow

uhnnnone! two! three! four!
so many little flies eatin at some raw meat
and i don’t know if i would even beat them or treat them good
because i like it!
because i like rrrrt rrrrt!
they fly me here and they fly me there
and they steer me clear of all the k!llers who tryna be nice to me
knives and guns
stuck to gum and cherries
amus-m-nt parks and lovin
seem only to be motherf—-n’
all of these lovers i seek to seem to be k!llin themselves with happy potions which turn out to be bad but it dee– doesn’t everything godrestmypeace and let me try to get in touch with the smiles and dreams
at only fifteen
your life can be ruined
it seems
but either a’ way
is it or if there is a never in a green sn’n– nevrts -onevr- -noevrrerr- -nverorer- -nerroor- -nevrrro- -nevreero- -nrrrverooo-

never somewhere my mind sees to go and look–drive forwards
never a place i can correctly look for
never a heaven and always a h-ll, always a place to run for and with a trap door
that leads to a panicking person crying
never in the real air

so i guess the best solution is just to
go with the flow
down to the river and never look back o’foh
but i can’t even do that, just love to re
grow memories of lemony
times that have now p-ssed
right through
they have now went down too– to
the train tracks, without lookin back
it always seemed to give me like growing up
had bad luck
it always seemed to me that growing up
had bad luck
but now that i’m halfway, i say
i say gowwwwwrrrrnnnnnnnnnnhh

this has been lil sipde on the track!
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- apollo_xvii ft lil sipde

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