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letra de heatdeath - ‌sewerperson

[intro]
stupid ass b-tch

[chorus]
way too many ones rolled up too tight on the night stand
maybe it’s a problem i can’t face
with drugs, i don’t need no hype man
she a lil’ freak, she biting
i had zoned out about right then
all of my guys built like titans
and they know i never do no fighting

[verse 1]
big f-ck ’em all energy up in my brain
you taught me the most but i lost it in pain
i’ve f-cked plenty women, it’s still not the same
if i knew you’d be here then i wouldn’t have came
i feel like mike with the way you get sh-tted on
my shoes from up the wires of tеlephones
i hate his guts, i’m not trying to gеt along
lately, i feel so much more like a demigod
i’m an affiliate
i got some money and fed all my hooligans
i’m in this b-tch, please don’t give me no compliments
somebody point to where all this sticky is
i got so high, i seen who built the pyramids, i could not, uh
i could not see anymore, i’m just hearing sh-t, okay
[chorus]
way too many ones rolled up too tight on the night stand
maybe it’s a problem i can’t face
with drugs, i don’t need no hype man
she a lil’ freak, she biting
i had zoned out about right then
all of my guys built like titans
and they know i never do no fighting

[verse 2]
born from boredom, she tells me that we should reconnect
b-tch, i built my life beyond that sh-t when you had took my breath away
i will not fight for you to stay with me
i’m on this stage, lil’ b-tch, and i’m deep in my ecstasy right now
foreign ass dime, never seen these drugs
take ’em with me, we gon’ boot it up
she press me about who i was
even when trying, i ain’t give a f-ck
she said “why you always high?”
“’cause if i’m sober, my thoughts gon’ make me cry”
still, i shall give you my time
still, i will give you my heart
f-ck this stupid b-tch, i will gut you and i will love it
organs fill my pockets
i’m h-rny now if i’m honest
don’t subject me to promise
and i will hold it until you off it
treat me as you would objects
’cause all i’m worth’s like nothing
[chorus]
way too many ones rolled up too tight on the night stand
maybe it’s a problem i can’t face
with drugs, i don’t need no hype man
she a lil’ freak, she biting
i had zoned out about right then
all of my guys built like titans
and they know i never do no fighting

- sewerperson

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