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letra de i solemnly swear - eskiiimo

[producer tag: dj scheme]
y’all f-ckin’ with dj scheme?

[intro: eskiiimo]
eskiii
[?]

[chorus: eskiiimo (atop girly laughter)]
b-tch, the only promise in your life is death (the only promise)
after you are gone, there is nothing to expect (nothing)
b-tch, the only promise in your life is death (the only promise, yuh)
after you are gone, there is nothing to expect (when you are gone, b-tch)
b-tch, the only promise in your life is death (yuh)
after you are gone, there is nothing to expect (eskiiimo)

[bridge: eskiiimo (atop girly laughter)]
b-tch, the only promise in your life is death
after you are gone, there is nothing to expect (eski)

[verse 1: eskiiimo (atop girly laughter)]
death is here, stalkin’ the crowd
watching my set, [?]
takin’ the soul, takin’ it loud
throwin’ a [?], more than a pound, yuh
b-tch, more than a pound in my bag (in my)
when i’m in your [?], get sad
you lookin’ at me and you wish this was the life you had (yuh)
you wish, you ain’t gonna’ get sh-t (no)
you ain’t f-cking worth sh-t (no)
the only thing [?] your girl is gonna’ worship (eskiiimo)
it f-cking hurts me that there’s body bags after my show (bag)
i’m hitting up my plug, i’m doing body bags a blow (body bags)
i’m in la, i’m in snow, i’m so bright
’boutta’ glow, b-tch, i’m eskiiimo (naaaaasty)

[bridge: eskiiimo (atop girly laughter)]
b-tch, the only promise in your life is death
after you are gone, there is nothing to expect (eski)

[chorus: eskiiimo (atop girly laughter)]
b-tch, the only promise in your life is death (the only promise)
after you are gone, there is nothing to expect (nothing, no)
b-tch, the only promise in your life is death (the only promise, yuh)
after you are gone, there is nothing to expect (when you are gone, b-tch)
b-tch, the only promise in your life is death (aye, yuh)
after you are gone, there is nothing to expect

[hook: zillakami (atop girly laughter)]
slide in the spot, with a choppa pointed at your face
slide in the spot, pull the trigger at a fast pace
death no respect, but the opps on a f-ckin’ chase
what the f-ck you talkin’ ’bout? my n-ggas f-ckin’ air it out

[verse 2: zillakami (atop girly laughter)]
ballin’ like i was folded but let’s [?]
ballin’ like i was jordan, you eatin’ dust
x to the clip, be my [?]
n-ggas talk ’til they pop up
n-ggas always tryna’ be f-ckin’ gang [?]
and tryna’ [?] you a lame boy

- eskiiimo

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