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letra de four moods - fex n

[intro]
alright, these are my four moods
i have more actually but…
the first one is like very kinky and freaky
the second one is, i don’t know, just me fooling around
then the antichrist and then
i mean just listen and enjoy

[mood 1: kinky freak]
fex, you’re asphyxiating me, i invite you to do the same
don’t know when my birthday be, but turn around let me eat the cake
they do none, but complain they did, i mean, for christ and peter’s sake
your speeches are cеmeteries, еach word you speak, you dig a grave
i should call you a poet cuz’ your legs will shake
it only takes 69 for us to get a milkshake
babe, try not to choke, mind your breath intake
love moaning, thanks for screaming, hi there, hater, thanks for streaming

[mood 2: the /ei/ sound]
imma be filling your ass with ash, cuz’ they told me that you betray (be tray)
i’m assuming your bottom’s up, cuz’ they told me that you betray (be trey)
you’re ready to fire your shot, but you just don’t know what’s your aim
man, f-ck’s wrong with me, again i rhyme with the /ei/ sound
way round, it is the same sound
everyone came around but thank you, i’m safe and sound
i’m tall and slender, i resemble a greyhound
babe, this is not a game, please go back to the playground
[mood 3: antichrist]
i do it for the laity, pardon my gaiety
society is in its bloom, we just need a katy
i know that i’m late sometimes, kinda’ got you waiting
imma change that, i swear to -insert deity-
i’m spectacularly irregular
they do, you do, they specular
they bid, you’re an executor
that’s why i’m extra secular
roll a kush up
i heard that god is dead
aleluya

[mood 4: b-tch gone mad]
there ain’t no one who can question my sk!ll
there ain’t no one who can question my quill
they think they’re laws, but they are nothing but a bill
they call me beatrix, you know whom i k!ll
i know that i look kinda’ mad right now, but actually i’m a seeker for peace, i’m tranquil
often i feel like the glass is half empty but nevermind, b-tch, cuz’ i got a refill
f-ck all that bullsh-t ’bout secrecy
f-ck, we all see the hipocrisy
distributing my flows equally
imma call it rap democracy
i’m all in one, sequoia
i’m all but dull, flambuoyant
i’m chilling, paranoia
and above all i’m loyal
[outro]
alright, i can tell you liked it
i can tell by your face
i mean, there’s nothing wrong about that

- fex n

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