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letra de krillin - truekidx

i need to be released
i could defeat defeat
defeat was never keeping me
that weak i beat the beast
that’s sleeping tryna make me weak
i’m sleep i guarantee that he won’t get me in my sleep

look you a sheep
and you think
life is great
i’m trapped
on this earth
and i need to escape
my home
in the zone
where the goal
is my fate
white hoes
in my phone
and they hope
to get play

but they won’t
they get stood
i won’t hit it
but i could
if she bad
she get wood
then i kick
her out the hood
that’s for good
nothin new
when i’m done
who are you
pulling 3s
imma shoot
i’m not talking
bout the hoop

shots
flying too fast
and they zooming right past
i don’t miss so you praying to
god
hit from the back
and her vertebrae crack
i don’t stop cuz she likes it a
lot
i’m smoking gas
and i might smoke a black
it’s okay if my lungs are gon
rot
running for checks
i’m not running for track
but you bumping the tracks that i
got
its a lot
like my lungs
you will rot
whatchu thought
this is not
just a game
i’m not a bot
no red dot
shout out $cott
don’t slip
throwback oh my god
ain’t no god
just a thought
we were cool
and then we fought
on the spot

i been at the bottom now i feel okay
the deal is that i realize how much sheep claim to be real today
i’m still okay
maybe there was poison in my meal or plate
i really need to feel like there’s some purpose in my will or fate

trap me
i feel i’m too aware to just be happy
but that don’t mean i’m sad i can’t get sad i’m always laughing
what happened
now my thoughts are brutal bl–dy graphics
i’m trapped in a spot where i feel numb somebody slap me

i’m chillin
shawty p-ssy bald, krillin
hoe don’t get involved
cuz you not what i’m feeling
k!llin
anybody knock my precision
imma villian
in the eyes of the gods
in the vision

shoutout tsu
leave em sick
my choppa burn em like some soup
you ain’t in the clique
so imma cl!ck it and it boom
tsu up in the front
he step the gas and imma shoot

imma god!
i’m my own god
i don’t need no help from you
i manifest my own thoughts
who you think you are you
tryna step up on my own spot
whole squad
stop em in his tracks jus
like a roadblock
go off
oh god

obito i make em disappear
i’m not a queer
but imma smoke em like a f-g if he get near
feel the fear
he talkin wild
imma buck em like a deer
you either follow like a sheep
or you stick out they call you weird

i’m eating up the beat (beet) i’m like a herbivore
i hurt him for the gas i’m smokin herb before i hurt em more
i heard the story first of all the words deplore my current form
i heard the storm incoming i in turn inform the surest score

- truekidx

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