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letra de safuo - cet mxd

i died at birth im inside purgatory just pour me
im spinning in circles the
fetal position is how i lay curled
frame your face cuz your picture perfect
im swept away can’t fight the current

how come i’m sad and i don’t want to proceed
how have we met and u still wanna know me
how come i’m so far from my dime and my dome piece
how we talk everyday and i’m still f-cking lonely

life is a b-tch and this sh-t gon get better
but what if instead it just sit there and fester
rotten meat cuz i got mad beef with my mindset
imma peppеr in some cayennes
wanna slap cheeks but thе ass me
cuz i’m asthmatic
and got some really bad habits
bite my tongue laugh at it
on my own ship when i passed panic
high up on that mast manic inna atlantic
i sunk paddle madly for my life
pretty city for a pisces
but it might be
subconscious where my life be
swimming past memories
i was 16
finally left alone i
tried to stick my index thru my own eye
but the lid closed my
f-cking brain playing both sides of the coin toss

finally i push off cuz i hate but enough reminiscing
choking on gassamer pad
colorado was a panic attack no a rebirth

and a baby b-tch spit up in free verse
and he hates ch-nks too
p-wn a sh-tzu
muzzled ch-nk food

i got my tower picked out
if he ever try to do that type of sh-t again i’ll make his t–th go thru his lip now

being sober f-cking hard for me
i hardly see how i can be a functional adult
without the cart or three (carter iii)
cuz wheezy said i’m layered like lasagna
where’s the f-cking g
throw up so much alcohol ull never see the carpet cleaned
im sea sick head filled with f-cking creases
face an eighth of klonopin for feelings thar i’m the sh-t
i’ll be inside the penial system
still be f-cking peeing
or im p-ssing on a grave that in twenty years i’ll be in
life’s a trip i’ve f-cking seen it
friends telling me i’m decent
a vacation with my b-tch is her dad telling her he’s leaving us
my skin keeps getting lighter guessing that my f-cking lease is up
i done said that i’m the sh-t these ch-nks is fecal matter s-m-n crusted ladies

and i don’t beef with other rappers
cuz my own mind f-cking hates me
but i’d tell them that i’m all fine with a clothes pin in my closed eye
cuz to open up to loved ones is something i never did
and all the misprints in my genes is why i’ll never have a kid

the smart ch-nk or the dumb kid
all the code switches getting cold in them
when i pulled back guess the bow hit em
but i get a little sentimental
getting nosebleeds thru my f-cking dental
then my tooth chipped
fragment shoot thru my loose lip
and i’m mad seething where the noose is
but a big guy can’t be temperamental
but it’s hard for me

it hardens me
i grab the wood and stack in three
like jesus doing carpentry
or break the bong like chong and cheech
stoner not an addict right?
my f-cking enigmatic life
need aid way more than magic might
inebriated every night
or not though
life’s a road and i’m a pothole
what does a kamikaze cost u nothing
contemplating suicide like do he got the cards or bluffing
lip stained second cups of rubitusson f-ck it lastly
sh-t i got 99 problems and all of thems being happy
i need u back i need u back i need u back

- cet mxd

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