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letra de since i found you - cryptive

[verse 1]
yo, ay, since i found you
uh, yo, yo, ay
since i found you, i been in love with craft
ill as f-ck with the pad
we’ll k!ll em, dumping the mag
i filled it up to the max
you think your favourites are fly
’til you bring em up and they crash
i been in love with this game
no strings and puppets attached
i’m marrying it
i think you dummies are plastic
a bit redundant with tracks
you thinking up in the lab
you struggling with those syllables
i link em up and i laugh
this sh-t is nothing in fact
i been the one and you mad
giving nothing but gas
and i’m not even flooring it
it flaunt it to haunt ’em all
but it’s honestly boring as
i had that mode before i was born
you’re not even knowing it
i’m golden so i gotta be goated
you gotta be told you’re not evеn holding
close to the right sk!ll set
watch mе dethrone it
[verse 2]
since i found you, i feel it’s nothing but misery
spill my guts if it’s k!lling me
fill your cup ’til it’s spilling see
still, i’m stuck and i’m drilling deep
spilling tea ’til the guillotine
put me up in them pillories
our interactions nothing but torture
all of the thoughts you were
bringing up to diminish me
giving cuts and you’re digging deep
snip me up into little pieces
ripping seams
think i give a f-ck what you think of me?
quit disrupting my energy
interrupting my imagery
deliberate with soliloquy
will you shut up and give me peace?
i think we’re done but you still proceed
will it cease?
prolly not… f-ck

[verse 3]
ay, yo, since i found you i’m feeling more in alignment
no feeling awkward in private
yet still i’m walking a line and
k!ll em all’s the assignment
i drift in and out of orbit
my missiles are launching fine
but i wish that all of the fighting
would stop
it’d be easier to piece my inner dialogue
if i wasn’t so frightened of living without a fortress
my feelings are fortified in
codified from horrors of
existing and wanting silence
turn our convos to monologues
hitting ’em with that stonewall
then i’m dropping a molotov
tinder boxes on fire
spin em all when they on the block
giving problems to all of y’all
pick em off with the sniper
no misses, all of em gotta drop
stick em on to the pyre
send em off with they confidants
clipping em with that prologue
the epilogue is a mollywhop
neck and head then it’s body shots
tete-a-tete
we ain’t neck and neck in the head to head
best to bet that you prolly lost
get in check or the bombs’ll drop
k!lling off your admirers
never rest ’til i got em all
less impressions for all your songs
left your neck on the chopping block
watch it drop
it gets depressing when falling off
stretch your checks ’til they all are gone
end in debt to the oligarch
send in cheques if you want the bars
the temple resting on top of gods

- cryptive

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