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letra de 3:02pm in buffalo - jascr

[intro]
are you sure?
i think somebody’s lying
somebody’s lying

[verse]
i’m nice with this, straight vice-gripping the game
charles manson pen, too insane, beyond strange
since ’04, i’ve been this way
i might bend but i’ll never break
with these writtens, i’ll levitate
on a higher frequency, i’m used to these hertz
that leave others swarthy and burnt
but i knew since birth
too idiosyncratic, y’all can’t imitate or emulate
my mind racing like interstates and it’s saying
you been a fake (go!)
talking to other rappers like they need help
but maybe i’m talking to myself
my fans pay me with their applause
that’s how i build my own mental wealth
i measure it with pleasure that i feel from my convos
my brain’s got two sides that’s controlling the console
one might console and help out my soul
but one might beat and bruise it up, like it’s bongos
attacking every track like you one of them ones
acting like hypocrite don’t run in your blood
putting on a front when no one’s got your back
and when that nighttime hits, it’s self control that i lack
yeah, peel them layers back, you is not that guy
narcissistic piece of sh-t who ain’t worthy of life
when did it start? it’s all been a blur of time?
but you’ll never be normal, surely you’re not surprised
his life’s a life, be grateful they still by your side
they don’t even pity you, they just want you to die
empty inside, get the knife, you’ve been deprived
get that sh-t into your skin, don’t that feel so nice?
why you alive? to watch p-rn all d-mn night?
to get super high? your eyes be too dry to cry
therapeutic, right? to self-destruct who you be?
alienate everyone from who you are truly?
yeah
i ain’t keeping secrets
off the deep end, d-mn near every weekend
try seeking the help and heal this
but i feel like therapists need to hear some real sh-t
vent through lyrics and hoping that they feel this
try rebuilding from when we was children
depression or not, you know i always k!ll sh-t
bring my mic to a cypher, and you know imma shred it
i’ll regret to inform you that your top 5 is deaded
boutta get charged with assault with a deadly weapon
it’ll get rocky asap if you’re deciding to test it
make positives outta negatives, i’m nice with the math
add up the bars, minus the trash, divide the cash
got my ex asking, “why i never text her back?”
i multiplied the body count once you left my ass
and a fraction of me will f-cking ravage ya
you can’t even hit my peak, you a parabola
your meanest sh-t ain’t nowhere close to my range
and i’m nice with the letters like it’s algebra
see, i’m the flow master with bars that hold daggers
i throw laughter, see through y’all like casper
when i leave, y’all won’t sit in my throne after
higher echelon flow, i’m better than those rappers

- jascr

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