letra de up syndrome 2 - young testicle
(verse)
b-tch i still got 24 chromosomes, i’m boutta f-ckin ball
me and sensei cookin up some sh-t while you shop at the mall
stg just doin what we want, we boutta smoke it all
turn another bowl to ash and now i just cannot recall
hit ya dome with heavy bass, we chillin in this hoe
rollin 5 deep in a sonata with finski tryna roll
betta put no ice up in my sprite, my d-cks already froze
grilled cheese smokin crack, i’m flippin sacs
i’m breakin p’s to o’s
syndrome’s up if you couldn’t tell
i’m spinnin rope with strings from h-ll
use a torch to light the j, i mean why not? i might as well
lurkin in the f-ckin night, i’m sparkin up this where i dwell
lighters dead, i’ll cast a spell, next thing you hеar is f-ckin knell
trippin over my shoelacе, and b-tch the void is where i fell
even satan don’t f-ckin like me, everywhere i get expelled
feelin dead every f-ckin day i live but i just say it’s swell
t-st-cl- come with a katana and sensei come ring yo bell
b-tch
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