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letra de barcode basilica - zac flewids

[hook]
i ain’t got no motherf-ckin’ soul left
i ain’t got no motherf-ckin’ soul left
trade that b-tch for the rolex
come and take a look at what the barcode says
come and take a look at what the (uh)
come and take a look at what the code

[verse 1]
f-ck that sh-t that’s a code red
sniffing on the white make it snow less (snow less)
following the crowd make you glow less
everybody with a barcode grow less
home is
where the heart is so i’m homeless
four kids
all up in the red ford focus
stoned and
tryna hack life find a bonus
no b-tch
people with a barcode grow less
yeah

[chorus]
barcode basilica
everyone’s similar
n0body’s singular
might have just lit a blunt
coughin’ up innocence
slaughtering synonyms
bringin’ the spice but they choke on the cinnamon
barcode basilica
everyone’s similar
n0body’s singular
might have just lit a blunt
coughin’ up innocence
slaughtering synonyms
bringin’ the spice but they choke on the cinnamon

[bridge]
we want to be free
the ink tattooed on me
no individuality
we want to be
we want to be free

[verse 2]
i do sh-t ya’ll dream of
tryna get me in they court
subpoena
see ya
runnin’ out of dope better re-up
jesus
think for yourself h-lla sheepskins
yeah
goat like flow b-tch bah bah
saw my soul go bye bye
the semi-automatic go ya ya
we livin’ in a world where we all die
cover your face b-tch masquerade
ever since i popped off got -ss for days
scan a barcode hoe that’s a affidavit
man dapper dan might turn to dapper david
like slay goliath and jump that mans
napoleon complex, the master plan
to put it into context i run the map
i could never give a f-ck bout a barcode tat
b-tch

[bridge]
we want to be free
the ink tattooed on me
no individuality
we want to be
we want to be free

[verse 3]
the gr-ss ain’t greener, nah, that sh-t dead
get the -ss might beat it up then get head
she turn to medusa when kicked out the bed
then strip my medulla straight out of my stem
send me your stems i’m a pro with the mix
selling my xannies i used to just sniff
profit from sh-t that my doctor would give
i’m mad at my life so i sell it to kids
d-mn zac that’s monstrous
but we live in a era that ain’t got any common sense
i been reading this paper what the comma says
but we all just sheep b-tch simon said
but f-ck simon man we rebel to the power
put a kilo on the table let me sniff the powder
i been off the sour
tryna find a tower
cause my swan dive dope
i would train for hours
like

[bridge]
we want to be free
the ink tattooed on me
no individuality
we want to be
we want to be free

- zac flewids

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