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letra de kumoto - backxwash

[intro]
yo
yo, check

[verse 1]
sometimes i stare inside the mirror
i don’t recognize me
i drink so much
even my liver doesn’t empathize, see
my granny told me
“it’s the n-gga in these set of eyes, see”
she tryna say i’m socialized
through the men that lie
was trying to be a rolling stone at like twenty-one
these drugs was all up in my nose i looked thirty-one
these crackers hooked me in their fold with a steady lump
so what’s the folly does this molly got a ready sum
in the kitchen
geeking out i was twitching
t–thing out of my wisdoms
peeking out for a witness
even now i envision
ptsd, it’s crazy
hitting like it’s the eighties
feigning death is a strange thing
young, impressionable
starving, any methadone?
cartilage lexapro
carving up any sense i’m on
hardly got left to go
swarmy from neck and bones
parked in the arm
reach any home in an episode
[chorus]
i see the people talking
i see the reasons often
i think they think i lost it
they think i need a prophet
my evil deeds, my evil (deeds)
my evil deeds, my evil (deeds)
my evil deeds, my evil (deeds)
my evil deeds, my evil
i say it’s not the demons
they say you stopped believing
i swear it’s not from jesus
i swear this heart is beating
my evil deeds, my evil (deeds)
my evil deeds, my evil (deeds)
my evil deeds, my evil (deeds)
my evil deeds, my evil

[verse 2]
back in the day
this before high school was cool
was tryna walk around
looking for right dudes to swoon
i was lonely and i was doing what i think was cool
my hijinks ensued
a right b-tch at school
i met a new girl
matter fact her name was bleep that
and we were tight
i even grabbed the chair to sit back
i told her that i be there for her
and i really mean that
when she was sick
i went over with the dreamcast
but i wanted to be so accepted
from the bros’ perspective
i made fun of her slowly death
no weeks left she felt betrayed
i’m like, oh forget it
’til she didn’t come for weeks
and i felt cold, neglected
fast forward to her funeral in an open casket
i looked her mama in the face as i’m moping sadly
i see the body, look away in a slowly panic
that was the last thing i said i hope i choke on that sh-t (d-mn)
[chorus]
i see the people talking
i see the reasons often
i think they think i lost it
they think i need a prophet
my evil deeds, my evil (deeds)
my evil deeds, my evil (deeds)
my evil deeds, my evil (deeds)
my evil deeds, my evil
i say it’s not the demons
they say you stopped believing
i swear it’s not from jesus
i swear this heart is beating
my evil deeds, my evil (deeds)
my evil deeds, my evil (deeds)
my evil deeds, my evil (deeds)
my evil deeds—

[outro]
it’s my evil f-cking deeds, man
it’s my evil f-cking deeds
it’s my evil f-cking deeds, man
it’s my evil f-cking deeds
it’s my evil f-cking deeds
it’s my evil f-cking deeds
it’s my evil f-cking deeds
it’s my evil f-cking deeds

- backxwash

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