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letra de f**k the world - flucee

[intro]
flucee

[verse 1]
i just popped a perc (yeah), i’m on the top of the earth
we watching the b-tches twerk (sl-t), they liver hurt from the purp
might think that i am absurd (yup), the way i put in the work
of getting high as a surge, so new me can then emerge (f-ck)
i spot someone from the burbs, i spit so i see ‘em quirk
b-tch please, i don’t go to church or worship the cops, the nerve
of you to imply i’m scurred, so know that you finna learn
a temple hit surely works, two stones for the little bird (yeah)
he tweeting how he gon’ search for the man who f-cked him worse (haha)
he dials and calls the sheriff, he’s scared i’ll be back to get him
meanwhile i’m now in manassas, i sped so fast, didn’t crash yet (nope)
it’s said that to be a rapper, must trap or be capping b-st-rds (p-ssy)
i’m classy like i’m an actor, a poet, b-tch i’m the master (at the top)
and lately my folks been askin’ if soon i’ll speed toward disaster (nope)
but pictures i’ve manufactured are actually matters of fact and
my brain has been hacked and scattered impacting past and new chapters

[hook]
f-ck the world, f-ck the world, d-ck in the dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt
b-tch cut me, bleeding like it hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt
death’s a bit more pretty so i flirt, flirt, flirt, flirt
i might blow my brains out like i’m kurt, kurt, kurt, kurt
so f-ck the world, f-ck the world, d-ck in the dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt
b-tch cut me, bleeding like it hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt
death’s a bit more pretty so i flirt, flirt, flirt, flirt
i might blow my brains out like i’m kurt, kurt, kurt, kurt
[verse 2]
i put my foot outside my comfort zone to inspire
the will to go spit some fire and the bars that have been ignited (yeah)
the jealousy brews inside of those in my former life (f-ck ‘em)
the truth is the only high i can catch is when i can write (for real)
some said melody is nice, my white friends said “it’s ight
the autotune is a fright i just can’t think of reasons why” (b-tch)
so that’s when i had realized the value of different sights (for real)
some thinking that you in h-ll while the others envy your shine (for real)
i know that i’m not the type of guy you’d believe is rhyming (yeah)
i know i seem so polite, kinda quiet and out the light (what?)
if only you’d get to know me you’d see i’m the dopest kind (dope)
but sadly n0body knows me, they’re never let back inside

- flucee

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