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letra de dez moore - killmoore

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laser beam on but we taking a stab
i don’t want friends i’ll put you in a bag
i got them eyes like i wipe out my clan
f-ck out my face if you ask why i’m mad
she wanna drink but i’m munching on xans
you want a feat i’m exclusive like cannes
tat up my face like we going to plan
you don’t make art b-tch no you just a stan

let em all i know that i’m 666
i been popping blister packs like i’m sick sick sick
she can’t ever get no love only d-ck d-ck d-ck
i just pray you run up on me hear me tick tick tick

i don’t, care for, genres (aye)
fans that sip on vodka (aye)
money for my momma (aye)
i just want the commas (aye)

i feel the love but it just make me colder
it’s too late to change b-tch i’m proud i’m a loner
no i can’t relate to not one of you posers
yall make me so sick i don’t wanna stay sober
i keep moving though like i am supposed ta
shout out to ronin put them in a coma
f-ck up the scene like i’m rocky balboa
i’m bitter, get better every day that i’m older

just hate me
just bury me
i’m everything i’m meant to be

scream my lungs out but i’m apathetic
don’t even feel no more b-tch i am pathetic
i just got myself a new life bout to test it
no colour in my eyes all you see is some dead sh-t

- killmoore

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