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letra de static blast - brycen chaisson

static blast lyrics
[verse: 1]
so good she give me psychosis
brain good you already know this
i’m on the forbes list
i got a headset it’s cordless
stop telling me ‘bout your courses
we different forces, uh
spinning round it make him wanna tap out
giving him an a and leave cuz he is about to pass out
murder me in minutes of the start i’m bout to back out (yuh, um)
i’m gon’ get pulled to the side cuz i’m reckless
pull out the pen and the pad like my checkllist
i’m on your throat but i ain’t not no neckless (yuh, um)
we triple three you know it’s ‘bout to pop out
if you just talk then you gon’ p-ss me off now
this uppercut make a new type of ball out (yuh)
‘boutta make a bitter person better (uh)
know i’m gon’ be honest if i tell her (uh)
home is really feeling like margiela
know he gon’ see stars and i’m going interstellar (yuh)
diamond my fist
cop an assist
put in your skull i might hit cuz i’m p-ssed
this ain’t a diss
ice like a brisk
his name is jacob so you gon’ get kissed
[verse: 2]
you people be acolytes, i hit you in the dead of night but ay
i gotta batarang, i let you hang not spider gang but hey
not ever looking back, like shark attacks, i’m getting thirsty ay
don’t got auto single fire hit you with the bursty ay (yuh)
i break his throat make him an instrumentalist
he losing breath now he look like a pedalist
ain’t no more talking to me come and settle this (yuh)
she say it’s fire it’s flames pyrocynical
she gon’ be doing an art it ain’t visual
this ain’t a blessing boy this is a ritual (yuh)
my name is klyler
i’m sipping cider
girls always ghost me guess i am a rider/writer
“you got a lighter?”
i wanna bite her
i get a hundred ‘cause i am the writer
like morning i’m up now
she wanna cuff now
she wanna hold on my hand i’m like kachow
i’m outta luck right
funny she must like
making me feel like i’m never enough like wow

[verse 3:]
i’m ‘bout to run thru a pallet, hit mallet
the underground where i’ma stay if i’m honest n0body is on this ‘cause i do not wanna collab with no garbage
you feeding my carnage i’m cooking up beats in the lab
take a jab to your skull but your knife is still dull
watch me rub in your face and i’m on you like null
watch your lip when you speak cuz your pullout game weak
and i happened to see you last week with a girl
but then two minutes later she ruined your world
caught off guard ‘cause she curled it be awful you hurl
but i will not assume that it wasn’t your fault
know your pants get a jolt and i’m almost 100 percent use my ult join a cult
and get sent back to heaven got 70 unreleased songs
know i’m smoking no bongs what you’re hearing is wrong
and you getting blocked like we was playing some pong (uh)
i never do nothing wrong (uh)

- brycen chaisson

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