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letra de oppenheimer soft - sunshine christo

[intro]
who are you?
an angel
what’s your name?
satan

[verse]
it’s digital, but it can get very real
just another touchdown, made it in the field
i ain’t slowing down, you know that i do not yield
i’ma use your body as my own shield
p-ssies be crying about how they feel
take your mental health and go shove it up your rear
i don’t got the time to listen to any tears
i’ma drink crystal, keep it crystal clear
crystal geyser, blow up like oppenheimer
i don’t give a f-ck about no oppenheimer
he was b-tch-made, i bet he had a v-g-n-
if i made a nuke, i would flеx that sh-t
instead he cried in his room spеwing excrement
i’m striving to be closer to excellence
independence, don’t want to be carried
period s-x, that b-tch bl–dy like carry
you’re an ogre, but i’m not bl–dy harry

[chorus]
need some guns, real quick, real quick, real quick
i’m one of the people who can actually use that sh-t
need some guns, real quick, real quick
i’m one of the only people who actually knows how to use that sh-t
real quick, real quick, real quick
[verse]
it’s digital, but it can get very real
just another touchdown, made it in the field
i ain’t slowing down, you know that i don’t yield
i’ma use your body as my personal shield
p-ssies be crying about how they feel
take your mental health and you can shove it up your rear
i don’t got the time to listen to your tears
i’ma drink crystal, that crystal clear
crystal geyser, blow up like oppenheimer
i don’t give a f-ck about no oppenheimer

[bridge]
water recedes just as fast as it rushes forward

[outro]
it’s digital, but it can get very real
just another touchdown, made it in the field
i ain’t slowing down, you know that i do not yield
i’ma use your body as my own shield
p-ssies be crying about how they feel
take your mental health and go shove it up your rear
i don’t got the time to listen to any tears
i’ma drink crystal, keep it crystal clear
crystal geyser, blow up like oppenheimer
i don’t give a f-ck about no oppenheimer
he was b-tch-made, i bet he had a v-g-n-
if i made a nuke, i would flex that sh-t
instead he cried in his room spewing excrement
i’m striving to be closer to excellence
independence, don’t want to be carried
period s-x, that b-tch bl–dy like carry
you’re an ogre, but i’m not bl–dy harry

- sunshine christo

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