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letra de 333 - mawpy

blade runner running from her
under cover
suffer the buffer
she like buffy the vampire slayer
i ain’t the one to talk
i take precaution as i walk down this alley
all i see are strays
not the only one whos pouty
high on octane
persuaded
you didn’t have to cave in
i was in the middle of this storm and the screams start to fade in
times are changing
feel insane when
all i do is stare
stare at the wall in my tiny little lair
humming like a satyr
red paint stranger
buried in my headphones
ask for the waiter
sentient the cyclones
paradigm shifter
ripping up some cartilage
her taste was so bitter
bon voyage
just another stage
looking up answers with a keyboard and a god
break through the barrier
times are getting scarier
start to feel the breaths it heavy like a terrier
underwater mariner
total recall
times at the barringer
we had to ball
trip over the state like ant in a race
you get displaced
pseudo psycho-n-lyzed
premature evangelized
you typing up a letter but none of that sh-t is capitalized
floppy disk ejected
none of my files detected
trying to say some cool sh-t but all my lines deflected

pearls before swine interrupted my time
all i got was signs to never cosign
they treat me like an alien
mountains we was scaling them
never short of power
there ain’t no other comparison

blade runner running from her
x3

this sh-t not over simplified
magnum my opus
i cope with the fact
y’all want no focus abysmal this trash
silly you washed out like the dudes in the back
asking for closure like a b-tch with no dad
oh sh-t
i heard another rumor like hiss
snakes in the grass
and they dodging the lips
f-cked up my lyrics
oh boy what a clip
inspired to return
too bad i had to dip
you know what concerns me the most
i’m building the confidence to post
out of respect
i keep the effect
laughing to the bank with nothing but a check
like one
i don’t really care bout you
f-cked up by my past and two
look over heads from the pew
three needs to pee on the floor
four i need a score from a five
sucking my d-ck till six
o clock on the dot like seven
b-tches to meet me in heaven
that sh-t don’t exist i’m eighty sixed
nine times out of ten i didn’t get my fix
this a grand prix
not a grand pr-cks
swerve in the lane like girl watch this drift
i don’t want your spliff
let my b-tch where my fit
find me in a ditch
i be alive but i’m covered in sh-t
like haaaaaa
bad time to call
noticed you were f-cked up
the story had it all
story
story had it all

- mawpy

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