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letra de armistice - syrxge

[part i: wokeupwylin’ (produced by rvr)]

[chorus: syrxge]
i don’t wanna hurt a thing, don’t wanna hurt a soul
but he’s talking h-lla reckless but that sh-t’s just getting old, yeah
i don’t wanna hurt a thing, don’t wanna hurt a soul
but he’s talking h-lla reckless but that sh-t’s just getting old

[verse 1: syrxge]
you done felt this as he type on up the net and lose control
and he acts just like a troll, man, you better take control, ayy
stop with all that texting, promise we gon make you fold
as i scratch up off my checklist, break a charge just like a toll
you get cut off like you headless, when you go out for a stroll
and his hands just started clenching, when he’s reached out for that pole
told you i don’t wanna shame him, but he’s reaping what he sowed
but that sh-t just never shows ’cause he’s always laying low
delete his twitter going ghost, and you might just never know
but that is one thing that i know, he might give it all a show, yeah

[refrain: syrxge]
packed on the low, gotta dip with my cloak
got you tied with some rope, why they act like a hoe? yah

[verse 2: syrxge]
why they switch my flow up
going round in circles, man this sh-t just makes me throw up
i run up like a cobra, you faking like you know us
i pop out i might show up and knock up at the door, uh
i need a map like dora to find the key like sora
but he’s just like a fed, who’s never fed, always hungry for more
you keep on preaching start a war, now your lending a fort
port-a-fort, you can’t face us, you don’t know what’s in store, yah
[part ii: stuckk (produced by silentpitt)]

[intro: thyeostyco & scyrades]
shout out syrxge in this b-tch, this is thyeostyco, you get what i’m saying, n-gga?
syrxge, where have you been?

[verse: syrxge]
i’ve been locked in my head, you can’t understand the feeling
you get knocked out again when they pull up at yo’ building
crack the door, let me in, as he sip up on that gin
hit the grin like the rock as he pour up a fifth
he’s the man of the block, he gets cropped like a pic
need to heal with my stim, where’s my check need my stim
need to pad up the lock ’cause he’s not gettin in
getting rich he’s a bot in a pot full of p-ss
i got cash in my sock, you can not feel the print
yah, yah, yah, ayy

[chorus: syrxge]
light it up like christmas but i won’t feed a foe
and it’s none of my business, keep counting up my dough, ayy
light it up like christmas but i won’t feed a foe
and it’s none of my business, keep counting up my dough, ayy

[outro: terrifiedsoul & unknown]
is that it?
unfortunately

- syrxge

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