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letra de pay the bond//headrush - big melancholy

[intro: person 1, dispatcher]
is he breathing?
you’ve got to call help!
okay
okay, where did you shoot him?
i don’t know, his leg arm!
you shot him in his arm?
yes
and you’re inside—

[chorus]
i smell the blood, i love it, get the head rush
how the f-ck you gon’ talk? i keep you dead, huh
i do it for fun and paid the bond
i’m f-cked up, looking for nuns
so why the f-ck you got me running laps so i can f-cking kiss you to your ass?
i’m pullin’ up fast
b-tch, i feel like i’m a cheater, hit your ass with final flag
jump the mag then laugh like blood and trash
it was a fan before we started disappearing
don’t make me snap, like—

[verse]
f-ck that
why the f-ck you aren’t like us?
that p-ssy watch us, motherf-cker, show ’em wе ain’t trusting
p-ssy take your bullets then i bust it
i’vе been in my mind and that is something that won’t come back
b-tch, i leave you grim when i swing my safe
you better run and hide
inside i wanna die, but i can’t
so i take your life to find bliss in my soul
why the f-ck you started dissing me ‘fo’ you was a fan?
before i started digging your hole down
you low down, b-tch, i bet that chopper gon’ blow rounds
i go by, “welcome to my show, check your pro now”
you’re here now, but acting like a b-tch to slow down
i blow down and opposition, got more rounds to go ’round
b-tch, you not my bro and it shows now
i roll pounds, you can get smoked in my holes now
[chorus]
i smell the blood, i love it, get the head rush
how the f-ck you gon’ talk? i keep you dead, huh
i do it for fun and paid the bond
i’m f-cked up, looking for nuns
so why the f-ck you got me running laps so i can f-cking kiss you to your ass?
i’m pullin’ up fast
b-tch, i feel like i’m a cheater, hit your ass with final flag
jump the mag then laugh like blood and trash
it was a fan before we started disappearing
b-tch, don’t make me snap, like—

[outro]
i smell the blood, i love it, get the head rush
how the f-ck you gon’ talk? i keep you dead, huh
i do it for fun and paid the bond
i’m f-cked up, looking for nuns
so why the f-ck you got me running laps so i can f-cking kiss you to your ass?
i’m pullin’ up fast
b-tch, i feel like i’m a cheater, hit your ass with final flag
jump the mag then laugh like blood and trash
it was a fan before we started disappearing
b-tch, don’t make me snap, like—

- big melancholy

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