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letra de wav slave - icryduringsex

pray for my demons, i’m a f-ckin’ heathen i got my reasons for the way that i feel
you ain’t never popped the pills, you ain’t never almost died
man, i’m just being real, why the f-ck would i lie
yeah, you hear that synth, my producers all this sh-t

i do my wave while i rev up on a clip mentally up in the grave, you ain’t got sh-t
to say but i’m more complex than the average n-ggas
rapping went to planting seeds, but the flowers biting
back and kinda crooked flow, but the vision never

whack yeah, boy, you better get it right, i’m a
f-ckin’ animal phaedra run it up on sight, flowers turn
to cannibal wait, wait, hold up me, my n-ggas f-ckin
runnin’ sh-t, it’s been about a year, and we got

bout like a hundred kids n-ggas copy the wave and wanna be on stage
i gotta make it now, n-gga, nah, i can’t make it up
ayy, come and join my wave, nah, ain’t got sh-t to say
yeah, you can’t use my vibe, you a lie, come be my slave

ayy, come and join my wave, nah, ain’t got sh-t to say
yeah, you can’t use my vibe, you a lie, come be my slave
come and be a slave to the waves i kick it with
cruisin’ through the south, bae, and you bet i got a wicked b-tch

with the sh-ts always on my d-ck, i do not give a f-ck
grim and fly with cobain on the loose, we bout to run amok
run it up to the top, no, we never gonna stop
eighth up in my backwood, and i’m screamin’ out, f-ck a cop
cause that lil’ piggy pulled me over right up on the block
asked me how much push i had, i looked at him and said a lot
the world’s a funny place, we live and learn through every day
the struggles that you’ve been through, i will push you through the daily chase

kid, don’t slip, walkin’ round with loose laces
third foot slide into tight pink sp-ces
found grim starin’ in the face of doom
got my wings, learn to fly, now i’m out the pigeon coop

thought processes expandin’ my mind globally
dreams and aspirations i strive to fulfill, hopefully
nah, f-ck hope, gotta have the will to do it
you do a lot of talkin’, but ain’t got the b-lls to prove it

they boo-hooin’, i’m flow-chewin’, this might get ugly
your baby take one look at me, and now she buddy-buddy
all of a sudden, in the tub, after bumpin’ uglies
tryin’ to get cuddly with my heart, but quit actin’ funny

it’s best you back up, i got places i’d rather be
makin’ sure the ship’s sailin’ steady, plantin’ all the seeds
my broads, they naggin’ me, f-ckin’ over my apathy
my agony, but actually fulfillin’ all my fantasies

sad to see it’s a tragedy, he workin’ on a masterpiece
turnin’ nothin’ into somethin’, like he work with alchemy

- icryduringsex

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