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letra de from the cut - sybyr

[verse 1]
uh, first things first i’m from pg
weirdos get put in the cut, evidently
first, one to break out like bad acne
excuse me, while you call me a pain like a bad knee
i told myself i wouldn’t fit in this sh-t
look around and back at me with all this anger, and dip
back in the closet like a b-tch who never have anyway
stabbing themselves a couple times so all their matters can stay
blood all over the floor, where the tampons go?
burning houses to the ground, we’re going camping today
f-ck manners, you don’t understand what i have to say
anyway, make money, stab a b-tch with a blade, ok
i had enough of this “mac n-gga”, for one track
still can’t rap, putting words together with the match
always thoughts about stabbing b-tches and suicide
you can’t rap prince george with that
too bad, i wish i had a similar story
instead of f-cked-up minds of opposite glory
adore me, like a bad trip ignore me
i’m just a different kind of n-gga in your world b-tch
can’t blame me, look at this mess i want a syringe
put minds to death or for theft
unimportant little sh-t, never claimed your the best
breaking necks by the bell make a terrible death
you need some therapist? mac is not a lyricist
making petty bars? sit down, drink ya’ medicine
i thought honesty was the best policy you can shake
hypocritical, f-ggot f-ckers, turn around as i say, see, smell
touch the taste guess i’m full of the sh-t
never cool inside the school, cause the kids were a b-tch
rejection was my best friend, always sucking my d-ck
then depression came along, god d-mn she was thick

[chorus]
never had a f-cking friend until i started making beats
all you f-ckers fake, and you carry a disease
nevermind me i’m sick as can be
born in va, raised in md
never had a f-cking friend until i started making beats
all you f-ckers fake, and you carry a disease
nevermind me i’m sick as can be
born in va, raised in md

- sybyr

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