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letra de funeral crashers - yaux

[intro: gorejit]
you’re so f-cking stupid it hurts
i leave yo’ head in the dirt
i pull up outside your house and just lurk

[verse 1: yaux]
i been through sh-t that make a brain f-cking split
and you don’t know ’bout this, uh
at fifteen years i spilt a million f-cking tears
cut me open with shears, uh
i won’t ever learn but what i’ve made
what i’ve earned p-ssy boy thats for sure, uh
so no, i won’t stop it, going up like a rocket
my emotions in my pocket, not sleeve

[interlude]
the universe is a cruel, uncaring void. the key to being happy isn’t to search for meaning. it’s to keep yourself busy with unimportant nonsense, and eventually, you’ll be dead.

[chorus: yaux]
i’m beating down on my life, uh
every decision i thought had precision
is wearing the colour of vice, uh
underground choke on my pipe
please get the f-ck out my sight, uh
everyone cappin’, i’m steady, just rappin’
cause screaming just gets me a high, uh
i’ma do this ’til i die, uh
[verse 2: yaux]
i’ma do this ’til i’m joining the spirits
you talk ’bout yourself but i don’t wanna hear it
i’m done with these f-ggots, i make ’em all fear it
you act like you good and you act so endearing
but b-tches be lying, they fake their appearance
they want you to fail but they talk like they cheerin’
you just a knock off like ross, in the clearance
all that i do i just see them all mirror it, uh
not talking micheal jackson
everybody want it, but don’t make an action, uh
drop, i get a reaction
f-cking with the set, i might just get to stabbin’ uh
boy wanna fight me, but he still like me
streaming my music, gimme checks like nike
body in the snow, make his limbs real icy
he say i’ma crazy motherf-cker, yeah, i might be

[verse 3: gorejit]
i think that you f-cked up b-tch
yo’ body looks better mangled inside of a ditch
i’ma f-ck yo’ life up b-tch
leave him just like k!llriddle, face fully stitched
you’re so f-cking stupid it hurts
i leave yo’ head in the dirt
i pull up outside your house and just lurk
shoot myself in the head with an m4
and i guess my new beds in a he-rs-
i’m losing braincells everyday
stupid muhf-ckers stay asking me for a verse
[chorus: yaux]
i’m beating down on my life, uh
every decision i thought had precision
is wearing the colour of vice, uh
underground choke on my pipe
please get the f-ck out my sight, uh
everyone cappin’, i’m steady, just rappin’
cause screaming just gets me a high, uh
i’ma do this ’til i die, uh

- yaux

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