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letra de witches - slowed - fle$h (mt)

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[verse 1: $carecrow]
roof over my head
but i’m still feelin’ kinda dead
on the inside
i’m inside of my f-ckin’ crib
you can barely see me
chillin’ through the cracks of the blinds

i’ll be rollin’ a fat blunt
then i’m headed back to bed
i’m depressed, i’m a mess
but these drugs, they be keepin’ me afloat

i think that i can just fly
only thing i need now is a cigarette
gimme the bread, gimme the lead
i don’t need rest — i just need death

all i got for the pain
was a crack to the head
now i’ve got a cracked head

puff a blunt then with the sand man
dig our own gravеs man
please just don’t scare thе crows yo
how i hate the crowd
so i stay solo
but i got no hope
and just four of those holes
in my black heart

rib cage holds nothin’
’cause i’m f-ckin’ broken

[verse 2: fle$h]
smoke a fat blunt
with a bullet in my head
i’ma lay on the ground
with the crows in my shed

with a motherf-ckin’ blade
i’ma bleed to my death
and i’ma go next
b-tch, you’re f-ckin’ with fle$h

i have just awoken from my slumber
i’ve been waitin’ for my number
that’s my ticket to h-ll

god d-mn these motherf-ckin’ witches
they be castin’ d-mn spells
now i’m really feelin’ f-cked up and unwell
just another f-ckin’ manic episode
smoked h-lla weed now my eyes kinda low
i’m a dead man walkin’
with a robe around my neck, always froze

i be sittin’ back
chillin’ with the motherf-ckin’ bros
fle$h and the crow
they be blowin’ h-lla o’s

when we pull up on the scene
we be f-ckin’ on your hoes
leave you b-tches dead
she’s suckin’ on my head

you play too much
and you’ll never make it back

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