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letra de split brain - yaux

[intro]
“after the right and left brain are separated, each hemisphere will have it’s own separate perceptions, concepts, and impulses.”
(what the f-ck is that?)
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[hook: yaux]
i’ma f-ggot, i know
and when i look into the mirror
i wanna slap it, for sure
and all those bunches of my hair
is what i’m grabbing oh no
and all them thoughts up in my mental
got me dragging so low

i’ma grip a blade up in my fist
i got somethin’ to say now
i don’t give a f-ck lil b-tch i’m p-ssed
i ain’t come to play now
talking like you’re better, slit your wrist
make you f-cking lay down
hit you in the corpus, make it split
matter’s not so grey now

[verse 1: semtexxx]
f-cking on yo’ b-tch and now she backing it up
sippin’ on this f-cking drank thеre ain’t no lack in my cup
a couple shrooms inside my facе to make me feel great
throw my body in the lake ’cause i just want to waste
give a f-ck ’bout my past cut you up like some grass
and i’m going to mad make you cry look at
me when i stunt look at you come in last
and i don’t give a sh-t if i die
i don’t give a f-ck
we are not the same, you stuck
want the smoke you in my blunt
on my wrist there’s always cuts on
f-ck yo’ b-tch i’m going up
luck, you don’t no have none
all these f-cking b-tches ’boutta make me f-cking act up
you can’t f-cking see me p-ssy b-tch you need to catch up
how you want the smoke but you can’t even f-ckin’ match us
tag in my team i don’t stop ’till i tap out
f-ck on your b-tch i take her to the crack house
up in the party you know imma spaz out
up in the whip b-tch i think imma crash out
pipe in my lap now my eyes gone all black b-tch
giving me head on a mattress
don’t give a f-ck you can have it
b-tch i’m too fast you can’t catch this
[hook: yaux]
i’ma f-ggot, i know
and when i look into the mirror
i wanna slap it, for sure
and all those bunches of my hair
is what i’m grabbing oh no
and all them thoughts up in my mental
got me dragging so low

[verse 2: kirby2cool!]
i thought i was sad but never-mind i’m f-cking angry
i’ll do anything i like until everyone ’round me hate me
p-ssy you can never change me p-ssy i ain’t starting fake beef
p-ssy i dare you to try me i might diss you if you make me
wait!

none of you can f-ck with, none of you can f-ck with me
i’m the smartest f-cker in my circle feel like double d
you inventing nothing b-tch you sound like you in love with me
you can steal my flow but you will never be enough to be
called a clone of me ’cause you a p-ssy human ovary
i feel like a collector way i’m taking what you stole from me
this is not a home to me, just another smoking scene
if you f-ck me over shut your mouth and don’t try phoning me

none of you can f-ck with me, none of you can f-ck with me
you might be my homie but when rapping you ain’t touching me
none of you can f-ck with me, none of you can f-ck with me
feeling like the greatest ’cause i am you f-cks ain’t tough to me

- yaux

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