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letra de off his shit - awall

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[intro]

[chorus]
can i talk my sh-t
can i talk my sh-t
yeah i just wanna talk my sh-t
can i talk my sh-t(can i really)
can i talk my sh-t(can i)
yeah i just wanna talk my sh-t
cuz i’m off my sh-t

can i talk my sh-t
can i talk my sh-t
yeah i just wanna talk my sh-t
can i talk my sh-t(can i really)
can i talk my sh-t(can i)
yeah i just wanna talk my sh-t
cuz i’m off my sh-t

[verse 1]
machine guns straight to your faces
in your head
i text her back
grease go faces
i’m dat boy talkin’ hot sh-t
that’s crazy
take your mans, now they askin’ me
all these boys
like your friends go ahead cuz i already played i
already said that i’m making that bread
no nutella
no b-tter
tell em’ that i’m f-ckin up the world
with no rubber

[verse 2]
ever wonder why
every body gonna die
every body wanna fly
if i don’t like the future ima change it with that b-tterfly
found his wings a couple times
when the lord will let me in the gaze cuz’ i’m a decent guy

speaking of the afterlife
what if god is really like a ball of spaghetti flyin’ in the sky
if all of y’all is wrong and then the other
who the f-ck is right
just be careful not to tell to christians “jesus wasn’t white”
(yikes)

[chorus]
can i talk my sh-t
yeah i just wanna talk my sh-t
can i really
can i talk my sh-t
yeah i just wanna talk my sh-t
cuz i’m off my sh-t
well can i talk my sh-t
can i talk my sh-t
yeah i just wanna talk my sh-t
can i talk my sh-t(can i really)
can i talk my sh-t(can i)
yeah i just wanna talk my sh-t
cuz i’m off my sh-t(ohh)

[verse 3]
machine guns
still got 7000 heads
i take a couple lives at the school
now they dead
i’ll paint the whole cafeteria room red
now they all really tryna’ act like they my friends
but instead i buried them under me

how i got this gun well
uncle sam just give to me
no body even checked to see what was wrong with me
just another day
another dollar
another tragedy

i know i sound so sicko
i feel like i just stepped on a f-ckin’ lego
my president look like a f-ckin’ cream sicko
my idol wear his hat how the f-ck do i let go
[outro]
i’m gone
i’ve lost it
i’m way off, my sh-t
i can’t stay, long
i need you to
pray for
pray for
pray for me

- awall

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