letra de misanthropy - dead cypher records, youngmindtrip & saturn’s lament
[intro]
tr-tr-tr-tr-trippy
[chorus: so serious & youngmindtrip]
imitators, dummy makers, pistol play, now poppin’ slugs
a troopa in a mask, standin’ tall, now whatchu’ gon do, cuz?
prayin’ for some blessins’, one more second can i give it to thee
so many n-ggas d-i-e up in my hood and in the street
imitators, dummy makers, pistol play, now poppin’ slugs (yeah, hahahahahahahah)
a troopa in a mask, standin’ tall, now whatchu’ gon do, cuz? (b-tch)
prayin’ for some blessins’, one more second can i give it to thee (yeah)
so many n-ggas d-i-e up in my hood and in the street (aye)
[verse 1: youngmindtrip]
every time i see ya face, yeah i just wanna k!ll
b-tch i do it for the thrill, you’ll get cracked just like the seal
popping all these f-ckin pills, b-tch you lookin like a meal
yeah your forehead feel the steel, no one cares bout how you feel, uh
yo-youngmindtrip don’t trip aboutta b-tch, yeah dead cypher b-tch, wе the murderous clique
youngmindtrip, all i do is drop hits, whеn i hit from the back, yeah i murder the cl-t
bend that b-tch over and give her some d-ck, pull out my d-ck and i’m taking a p-ss
on ya muf-ckin clique and i don’t give a sh-t what you think about me, never heard of ya sh-t
shawty sucking on my d-ck until that sh-t was empty
ever since i got inside, i’ve been living rent free
in her head, i’m in her bed, yeah that sh-t was messy
shawty wanna take my soul, i told her please don’t tempt me
[verse 2: saturn’s lament]
that’s the sh-t i like
all these faces start to mumble when i step into the light
they keep talking bout standards i need to obey and get shaped
d-mn i feel like i’m famous, i get rid of these f-cking snakes (aye, aye, aye)
pull the trigger, what the f-ck do you see?
just a silent motherf-cker completely breaking the scene
don’t feel pain, it sounds like crying, are you talking to me?
b-tch you’re asking for assistance, i’ll help you drown in the sea
i’m not the same when i look in the mirror, cause all what i look like is terror
i live in an era where cash is the only real matter and people show have it are better
my f-cking hatred, ima leave this mess when i disintegrated all you f-cking ants
always acting like you’re the f-cking pest, yeah there’s no redemption cause i’m always stressed
[chorus: so serious]
imitators, dummy makers, pistol play, now poppin’ slugs
a troopa in a mask, standin’ tall, now whatchu’ gon do, cuz?
prayin’ for some blessins’, one more second can i give it to thee
so many n-ggas d-i-e up in my hood and in the street
imitators, dummy makers, pistol play, now poppin’ slugs
a troopa in a mask, standin’ tall, now whatchu’ gon do, cuz?
prayin’ for some blessins’, one more second can i give it to thee
so many n-ggas d-i-e up in my hood and in the street
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