letra de masked kyrie - lewis is dead
ima legend in my own world
f-ck you thought
ima legend to your own girl
f-ck ya thot
i hear patterns when these n-ggas try to shoot me down
paranoia
caring for ya when you come around
mixed blood babygirl
im in a mixed race
sometimes i feel like i’m too good for you to distaste
disdain
rearranged
i need big face
i want money more than water
f-ck a fixed pace
asking bout my other options
ain’t no other options
fix your makeup and your posture when a n-gga drop in
i’ll shoot up the new school full of p-ssy n-ggas
b-tch this rap game mine
run away or with us
masked kyrie on you n-ggas
i wish the kardashian curse would kylie on you n-ggas
k!lling spree on you n-ggas
who the h-ll freed all you n-ggas
got too much pride to ask your girl what she see in you n-ggas
look at me n-gga
n-ggas conflicted
conflicting with n-ggas that got n-ggas f-cked up and they dissing
i can hear the whispers
so i need a pistol this winter
i need a grip and a laser scope
i ain’t missing you n-ggas
go ahead and put the boy in business and make it more than just rappin
you scared straight cuz when they ask you just act like you acting
i hear the quiver in your tone when you talk crazy
and shadows don’t follow you as close in these dark places
i find it hard to pick who to respond to when they speak
no matter who i answer to
they say i prey on the weak
i’ll put your face on a t-shirt and dip your casket in grease
i know you’d probably k!ll yourself but rather leave it to me
sheesh
i know ya city is waiting
to find me out there slipping like a n-gga on vacation
these new women that i be around got me in my patience
sometimes you gotta slap a n-gga just to make a statement
ima legend in my own world
f-ck you thought
ima legend to your own girl
f-ck ya thot
i hear patterns when these n-ggas try to shoot me down
paranoia
caring for ya when you come around
mixed blood babygirl
im in a mixed race
sometimes i feel like i’m too good for you to distaste
disdain
rearranged
i need big face
i want money more than water
f-ck a fixed pace
asking bout my other options
ain’t no other options
fix your makeup and your posture when a n-gga drop in
i’ll shoot up the new school full of p-ssy n-ggas
b-tch this rap game mine
run away or with us
reflections
tensions
extensions of deep depressions
open wounds neglected
chaos in each direction
salaries and pensions
commissions by invention
cadavers turned into lessons
the floating bag of expressions
2pocalypse now
to hot for this now
too high for the bow
too lit for a trial
you either tryna hold me down
or you holding me down
pick a way it can go
hold on to that sound
when you feeling the flame
when you wanted the problems with me but can’t say my name
you a lame what a shame
all you n-ggas the same
should’ve sharpened your blades
fore you played in this game
masked kyrie on you n-ggas
i wish the kardashian curse would khloe on you n-ggas
gasoline on you n-ggas
i don’t sopena you n-ggas
your new sh-t is some old sh-t
no belief in you n-ggas
you got k!llers
i got gorillas
stacks of manillas
langley gon feel us
mans not hot when it’s hostile
talking bout i took your style
b-tch n-gga it’s my style
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