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letra de my downfall - s.i.m (uk)

[chorus]
i don’t really give a d-mn anymore
i don’t know who i am anymore
so i’m slamming the door
i got some power, i’ll slay for it more
till i wind up in a grave next to yours
i don’t really give a d-mn anymore
i don’t know who i am anymore
so i’m slamming the door
i got some power, i’ll slay for it more
till i wind up in a grave next to yours

[verse 1]
swing an axe when i slaughter boys, make the system explode
tote a mac in my starter pack but that sh-t just ain’t my roll
i ain’t on the corner, ain’t slinging crack, all this acting taking its toll
though i hear horror stories warning me, imploring me
to war emcees and tour the seas
and listen, listen, when they call for me
ring ring, knock knock, open doors for me
got a 45 glock, i’m a pouper g
its this life that i’m living on a regular basis
it ain’t no infatuasis, or fact i got matching races
with all my favourites, but i’m lacking patience
fantastic ain’t it, saw a pretty picture and i had to paint it
but i had to taint it because i ain’t acquainted
with its subject but the aim is temptation
game is set blazing, say the same statements
same as lame paigons, shame you ain’t famous

tryna make movements with your broke -ss

[pre-chorus]
move over to the side if you broker than me
i ain’t got time for you
move over to the side if you’re a hopeless emcee
time is money, and i ain’t got a dime for you
why?

[verse 2]
who the f-ck is he talking to?
asked myself while i walking through
wondering what type of coffin to
fit my lifestyle in when i’m done with you
when this knife hits through you spineless fools
diamonds-jewels, paper-power
you’re safe for now
insane asylum
flames is pilling
satan smiling
sh-t, i still don’t give a d-mn
you got grim reapers, bring them round
6 ft deep when i leng man down
when grip that crown, sip that drink
split that link
seal my destiny with my ink
perfect recipe don’t you think?!
but how can i be so negative
when you keep handing me all these wins?
god

[outro]
move over to the side if you broker than me
i ain’t got time for you
move over to the side if you’re a hopeless emcee
time is money, and i ain’t got a dime for you

- s i m uk

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