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letra de people know me - sideshow the king

[intro]
chilling in an all black coffin
b-tch come down with the problems
all i know she wanted was the wallet
flip her over often, couldn’t ever call it, aye
chilling in an all black coffin, aye
b-tch come down with the problems, aye
all i know she wanted was the wallet
flip her over often, couldn’t ever call it, aye

[verse 1]
come here with pay, stay for the day
she said i’ve been acting my ways, aye
spit till there’s nothing left up in my brain
cope with the pain, aye
all i’ve been seeing is hate in this place
kicked out a b-tch, get the f-ck out my face
need something new so i crushed all my pills
nothing is real, f-ck what you feel
s-i-d-e show the king, the sh-t you hear is codeine fiend
yung dream popping off with the schemes
that your b-tch love to hear while she’s trying to keep her p-ssy hole clean
got f-cked, show no love
take hold of all my sh-t i know you’ve ducked
i construct all my thoughts while i get my d-ck sucked, whoa
aye, come here with pay, stay for the day
she said i’ve been acting my ways, whoa
aye, f-ck what you think about me, my life’s golden
i’ve opened my mind to my dreams
don’t f-ck with me if you’re a godd-mn b-tch boy
smack your f-cking b-tch, i’m the ok cowboy, aye
spit till there’s nothing left up in my brain
cope with the pain, aye

[verse 2]
cyanide and silicone, i can’t forget my roots
all of these people are targets to shoot
how many foreign b-tches want to get the loot
it’s the least of their worries, i smash on the cooch
nah, i don’t f-ck with the drugs
high as f-ck off them slugs, can’t you get it?
i’m rough, just kidding, not tough
but it’s tough sh-t if you want to act tough b-tch
i’m 18 and i do what i want
cause all you f-cks are nothing but doves in the sky
your mind hasn’t got an option but cry
it’s time that i dine with wine
fancy as f-ck, can’t you see me?
i know all you f-cks want to be me, it’s easy
this last part sounds cheesy, i know it, believe me
but i closed my eyes and i still saw the tv
i get all these b-tches to blow me
the fun part is half of these b-tches don’t know me
her p-ssy was cut like bologna
you trying to be me? you’re phony, don’t act like my homie
tbh i’m just sad, half the time mad
only cause i never want to be my dad
people are scared to be themselves
there’s a reason you’re stocked on the shelf like a movie
that’s mine
you’re just cake and i cut you
i’m fine, trust me i’m fine, f-ck you, i’m fine
f-ck you, i’m fine, aye, aye

[outro]
come here with pay, stay for the day
she said i’ve been acting my ways, aye
spit till there’s nothing left up in my brain
cope with the pain, aye

- sideshow the king

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