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letra de de_snipe_it5 - $carecrow (bgr)

[verse 1]
hold up wait a minute, i ain’t got a f-cking second
now i’m in the kitchen sippin’ juice
loose screws and ghouls in my head
make a noose out of shoestring
pile of burning ashes on the floor from the black flame
i cannot cope with depression my sorrow is infinite
hoping tomorrow is different but f-ck it whatever
you’re putting me down more than i have
i’m the grey f-cking hound
wrap me in a pack, jack wearing all black
with a backpack it’s a flashback
oh, no
swerving in my casket, everybody watching
throwing flowers at my bed but i ain’t dead yet so
throw me inside of a lake made of fire
rope round my neck only seems to get tighter
of course my attire is made out of wire
the higher i get the more rhymes i can spit
don’t keep me waiting, i’m holding my breath
i ain’t got a second to spare for myself
hating myself why you think i can love you
so f-ck you i’m hoping for nothing but death

[verse 2]
five-nine with the real red eyes
$carecrow dropping off foes like flies
trippin’ in the kitchen with my four-five vice
now i got a mission but i still can’t fly
it’s a homicide, a suicide or what
liquified they spilling all my blood
crucified i’m runnin’ out of luck
magnified the pain i call my drug
i’m hating myself feeling dread
nothing inside me but pain in my chest
infrared dot on my head no regret
cutting my wrist i ain’t breaking a sweat
trynna better myself, but i can’t
maybe i’m rolling the wrong f-cking plant
i don’t understand
the scarecrow is made out of sand
f-ck your religion, the devil is me where you been

- carecrow bgr

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