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letra de holy smoke // twisted - zeroh

[verse 1: jeremiah jae]
can’t break away, act sway, keep a pack away
a gold plated handle, bullet holes in a candle
a lot is tracing love, the impact is facing love
takes the wrong number
if anything it’s something else becometh
so what was once peace under the cover
couldn’t help but be destructive
son to the [?] the epilogue for decepticons
son of a puppet, watch my, uh
and the son of a lone gunner
papa, full of, other sh-t, uh
new sh-t, maybe we can twist
and visions of the myth
n-gg-s bathing they flames up
they rewrite scripts, so many dreams of yesterday, yo
while bomb and planes run the city to waste, they haste
to the point in they mind when they show face
but she need a taste, knees to the

[verse 2: zeroh]
wake y’all, stretch, walk, eat, peace, text, talk
fist pack pew, d-mn i lost my house shoe
start back on palm in a calm
i’m about to personify intention
and b-tch the h-ll out that how to, i dare you
i coulda loaned it, i’ll hug the f-ck out you
come bounce up in accounting [?]
songs you can’t bounce to
just when enough could get ugly just
the clutch must doubt you
just said if could get ugly just
the clutch must doubt you
force can move dude, swipe no value
so sit still while the bodies dancing
and to lunch where the body stands in
and comradery strands are rampant
groove and such, i gotta be raw
bad-ss man, and just lose the crutch
and if summer comes to close
coast been on my go sh-t
queen marry roasted, rings and roses
both hosies in a pocket, never down
hot dog since daber nashes off the rocket
profit off a number, see seven for details
got missed ready mails, been tryna chop it up
ops from the juice mager, stress the coral less
best safe two bag, but some come in second
to these stupid n-gg-s in do-rags
no separation my brother, i’m all people
genie, jafar, kendrick lamar and lil’ b too
this vegan eat seafood, chickens need to reboot
read mo, moo, me, ma, may
june, july, mad months
track stats to a black front
wrote more than half this sh-t taking a bath once
so funky man, it ain’t even cool
jr finished, want you to foo’
too hard, too strong man, but what can you do?
i haven’t a clue, i’m just f-cking with you

[outro: zeroh]
you got it twisted, so twisted
holy smoke

- zeroh

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