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letra de airplane mode killings - sybyr

[intro]
airplane mode, yes i’m hiding from these b-tches
got no pride, i’ma let the pride simmer
what’s then good than before? certainly not now
don’t know how i got her, my d-ck was on a prob
they think i’m watching guru’s, that’s how sh-t go south
opposite of vessel, everybody growl
i ain’t talkin’ scream, open up the fowl

[verse]
put this in the raps, so everybody know
embarrassing adult, so i should really fold
now drinking feeling sad, i let it run the course
take all my music down, moniker number four
i put the heels up, wearing sneakers on the street
i calmed my anger down, ain’t no longеr listen to me
let mе tell em’ something, hear me very well
i ain’t got to show sh-t, i don’t have to tell
remember how i move, before this songs is spite
it’s more than competition, i’m forcing a goodnight
give a f-ck about the noise, i’m drownin’ that’s a choice
i’m sweatin’ everything, and let em’ push my b-ttons
i let em’ push my b-ttons, give all of ya’ll remotes
if i go in the water ‘gain, i’m adios
she could play all she want, until i’m in her throat
he can try to fight a battle, till i give his heart a mallet
it has been a long f-ckin’ road
making longer then i guess, i needa learn some compassion when sh-t be tragic then
don’t be cool with none of these people, back it’s a whole thing
squeeze your f-ckin’ lungs out of jelly, until they paper thin
it don’t even matter the name
i’m just a sh-tty being, half the city’s turned on myself
like i said “f-ck the scene”
they could think i’m g-y or i’m straight, because the lip thing
or they’ll probably break all my bones, just to play with me
if it gets to that, i’ll gladly k!ll you n-ggas off
yeah i’m in, f-ck them records, cause ya’ll f-ckers love to talk
just because i’m doing this, don’t mean i’m simply easy target
i’ma come around and hunt you like a x, you love to stalk it
stacking all these chips, like i’m exposed to a b-tch
no i’ve been cold, this ain’t new to me b-tch
i don’t owe sh-t, i’ma keep all of this
worse dream ever come to life, on ya’ b-tch

- sybyr

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