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letra de skary storiez - keze

[intro: keze]
(m-ffled & scattered chatter)
aye, everybody, everybody, uh

[verse 1: keze]
quiet down, quiet down, quiet down (quiet down, b-tch)
i’m gon’ tell a story, everybody sit down (sit down)
this tale may surprise you, it may horrify you (uh)
but most importantly, it’s gonna leave your f-cking face blue (blue)
there once was a f-cking group of good friends (a group)
on this particular night they were sitting on a fence (a fence)
across the f-cking road was a field of turnips (-nips)
outta nowhere, they see a f-ckin’, hol up
outta nowhere, they see a f-ckin’ man (what thе f-ck)
they thought that they werе trippin’ ’till they saw that sh-t again (i see ’em)
then it disappeared, came back, runnin’ towards them (oh my god)
friend 1 tried to touch him, skin felt like a skeleton (what the f-ck)
a year passes, the experience haunts them (sh-t)
knowing any day that ghost could come and haunt them (what)
lurkin’ in your backyard, makin’ sure you act right (yeah)
so b-tch, you better watch your mouth, b-tch, you better act right
b-tch, you better act right standing on graves (graves)
they’ll suck up your soul and put your body away (away)
hand rising from the ground, draggin’ to the grave (grave)
you won’t like the underground, all they eat is brains
mother nature takin’ over, this her f-ckin’ crib (crib)
usin’ and abusin’ her, always tellin fibs (fibs)
who the f-ck you think you are rappin’ like this?
let me give you part 2 to talk they motherf-ckin’ sh-t
[verse 2: part 2]
aye, aye
okay
uh, uh
art is never finished, you decide to just stop workin’ on it
sh-t is kinda scary but i’m just being completely honest
not the type of person to talk about it, i don’t rap conscious
i just drive around the city crying, bumping promise
late at night, trying to stop all my self-violence
i’m a nihilist, but not entitled, i stay silent
graffiti my work when i feel like starting some riots
in denial when i tell myself i’m nonviolent
zeke wanted stories like he sl!ck rick kid
y’all better listen to my words, ain’t no, “ooh, he slid”
might just give all my anger to the highest bid
just for reference, this is part 2 of the life i live (live)
i’m gon turn marjorie into some margarine
worried of the future than i have ever been
aoc staring at me with an evil grin
hoping that i k!ll myself for a win-win
break down when i see these videos on my timeline
how is ai when y’all sorta grow a spine?
if they win, what about the people like mine?
i got nothing else to say but “free palestine”

[outro: keze]
thank you part 2 for an incredible verse, uh
the moral of this story is, uh, don’t be a f-ckin’ b-tch
and, uh
yeah, have a good night guys

- keze

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