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letra de byrd - bloody! (taisiegel)

[verse]
n-gga a trick, so i can’t take him serious
showed ’em what’s up, ’cause they said they was curious
i know they despise how i move with my fearlessness
she tells me she hates how i act with the k!lling sh-t
how the f-ck i can’t blow up? it’s like [?]
how the f-ck i can’t blow up? it’s like [?]
working ’til the work slow, i’m up like a mexican
and i flex hard, they should call me a flexican
byrd gang sh-t, fly as h-ll like a pelican
they can’t operate like me, ’cause i’m the veteran
she can’t conversate with me, my b-tch badder
he right ’bout the bands, but he moving in the-, d-mn
he right ’bout the bands, but he moving in the center
you be in the stands, bl–dy! balling on the full court
smoking on this za, and you smoking on a newport
[?] could give a f-ck ’bout my achievements
seeing all the fake put me in a mode of defense
chop took his soul, ’cause he thought he could score on me
what could be better if they had a little more of me?
she can’t do no wrong [?]
i shoot, and i miss, i know gang’ll catch the ball for me
every day i sin, so it’s no way the lord’ll comfort me
i talk to myself, it’s no way the lord could comfort me
pretty, so all the hoes wanna be comfy with me
f-ck this life sh-t, all the negative stuck with me
hurting, the pain that i been through stuck with me
i hope she an angel, i hope that she stuck to me
n-ggas love to fake it, acting like they f-ck with me
i got a heat stick, heat his whole top up
don’t even speak, just proceed to eat my c-ck up
rockstar sh-t, i’m with the band like i’m [?]
drake in my hand [?] like a rasta
put her on the camera, and i tell her, “make the cute face”
p-ss the s-m-n on her t–th, bl–dy! toothpaste
i don’t ever lose, i’ll beat you n-ggas in a footrace
and my b-tch short, she remind me of a munchkin
beat this n-gga face into his head just like a pumpkin
you can up or die, lose you life over assumptions
look at my heart, all you see is the corruption
if i’m making songs, i don’t need an interruption

- bloody taisiegel

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