letra de everybody's dead - inssekt
[flesh circus]
i b stayin fitted everyday
undercover undercovers with ur bae
how many racks its number (n)ine yea i got 9k
talkin h-lla tough but i see thru u like an xray
its crazy how u think dat u r talkin tough
said dat i ain had enough but u ain even posted up
posted on the gram but ur girl she like my sh-t too
she a lost dog runnin round like a sh-tzhu
runnin round come n get her
ignore wat u said n i burned up all the letters
i spilt blood on the pages so i can’t make it out
in my own head can’t make it out
i am so dead stuck in the ground
everybodys dead look around
n n0body has their own mind
n n0body has enough time 2 waste their own time
n if i had enough time id have enough time 2 make u mine
walk in2 da store n den i cop it all
walkin round i look homeless in my final home
n sometimes i rock femme but i swear im a homme
n jpg mesh u can see my collar bone
n i told her 2 pull if she wanna pull up 2 my home
[kasper gem]
its kinda hard 2 let all dis happen
cus im kinda controlling baby i can’t make u happy
i can’t make dat happen but i can get da ball rollin
i jus popped like whatever the f-ck i think im rolling
i do like whatever the f-ck i want im so lucky
kasper gem so stuck up i dont want that b-tch to touch me
i dont want dat b-tch to touch me im too stuck up
i know what u want but i can’t f-ck u u can suck it tho
she talkin 2 much i told her shut up
i dont wanna start no drama but i can becus im clutchin it
talkin bout that bullsh-t idgaf no f-ck it all
i walk up in the function they start lookin like phenomanon
and im number 1 but i been rocking (n)ine
i told her u not the only 1 im tryna save u time
[flesh circus]
and i told her u not the only 1
steppin out in distressed shirt im lookin like a bum
spikes all on my bags b-tch, lookin like a bug
im off geeky perky man im about to bug out
she a lil dirty fan, she gon get her b-tt out
im wit kgem n we walk into store, it gets bought out
im wit kgem walk into the club, n we barred out
try to put a fist into my face, u get knocked out
i b stayin fitted everyday
undercover undercovers with ur bae
how many racks its number (n)ine yea i got 9k
talkin h-lla tough but i see thru u like an xray
its crazy how u think dat u r talkin tough
said dat i ain had enough but i ain even posted up
posted on the gram but ur girl she like my sh-t too
she a lost dog runnin round like a sh-tzhu
runnin round come n get her
ignore wat u said n i burned up all the letters
i spilt blood on the pages so i can’t make it out
in my own head can’t make it out
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- letra de parlano #2 - serloray
- letra de fat - chaotick
- letra de 235 - the sun room
- letra de juvenile juxtaposition - noughtie dee
- letra de comatose - jadn
- letra de the regulator - the dream syndicate
- letra de champagneinthegraveyard - bones
- letra de murphy's law - tinashe
- letra de облака - lil maxx