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letra de suicide freestyle - kazzy chase

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[intro]
viva coming soon, mother f-cker

[verse]
who am i to tell you not to jump
with a noose around your neck, my n-gga, dont you be no chump
don’t k!ll yourself because i told you to, k!ll yourself ’cause u want…to
one, two…money i run to, b-tches i run through
my n-ggas stunt too, they might just front you
they might just punch you, don’t cut us, this ain’t no lunch room
this ain’t no commons, cafeteria, i’m superior
you inferior to the being in which you are seeing
the life you living is fleeting, your heart ain’t beating
your hair is receding, your friends are deleting
you out of thier phones
your parents hate you, they’re finna kick u out of they home
so i dont blame you for leaving this reality ‘lone
mad at me, no, you mad at your salary
average that hourly up & see that you low on your battery
i’ve been sick w/ the vocab since a lad, now they after me
used to call me aladdin, they laughed at me, now they faculty
ugh
why these n-ggas think they actually
eating? if they’re eating, i’m joe vicari’s, they applebees
give me your neck, i’m snapping, g
m-ss producing these bars in a gm factory
after market & taxes, i’ll leave your brains on a tapestry
blow your noodle all over your crew & move by the cannery
y’all performance is quackery
dry as crackers, i’m in the back with your ‘batch’ & she wrist maneuvering, mastering
i’m jus master at getting turnt, i’m the last chapter
the crew behind me some dudes who’s parents was black panthers
so you might think your mad is mad but their mad’s madder
and they be k!lling for a cause, n-gga, that matters
i walk on water, boy
hits like i’m the waterboy
i be in the mall after it close like i was corduroy
burnin quarter after quarter, boy
y’all quarter water, i’m pellegrino
the weed that i’m smoking is from encino
the b-tch i’m with is from ‘dino
she got the plug on that acid, no amino
hit progression on keno at the casino
i’m the flex god
god d-mn! n-gga, rest stops couldn’t get a hold of the way that a n-gga sh-tting
rappers got to be baby cats, they got to be kitten
i swear to god, i’m the sh-t, boy

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