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Vapor (instrumental by Headphone Activist x Morzfeen)
Break it down I'm taking off,
Beating ground to make it soft
Waiting to pay the Grim Reaper...
Take another breath, lie in wait off a color tab
Talons sharp under cloth and rag
This is not my body, who be this? Holligan where he be?
Bob up the trend thick, kill it like a Kendrick can I get a minute
All I got is wishes
Imma send it quick
On my oh god got a lotta balls all up in my draws bitch
Sloppy on the cock shit, hot like I'm withdrawing from my toxins
Whatever I want, no make it stop I'm noxious
Loud shit on that nonsense
Nod if ya really hear me
All of my problems solve themselves they disappear
All of my life I fucked around
I played myself In leaps and bounds
Break it down I'm taking off, beating ground to make it soft
Waiting to pay the Grim Reaper
Moments lost wrapped in fear
Looking back it looks so near
Who be suffering we brothers
Up and coming barely function
Beat me on it
No, I own it
Teach me something, no not fuck shit
Busted and I'm dripping out vapor
Who be he
Lucid dream like 2cE
I boost the beam up she a rena
Need no feature I blast on paper
Master shaper, mass flavor doesn't matter what I say
I put in work, it leave a stain, it left a mark, I need the pain
Let this not all be in vain, let me feel something god
They put me in chains but I wanna feel alive
Beating ground to make it soft
Waiting to pay the Grim Reaper...
Take another breath, lie in wait off a color tab
Talons sharp under cloth and rag
This is not my body, who be this? Holligan where he be?
Bob up the trend thick, kill it like a Kendrick can I get a minute
All I got is wishes
Imma send it quick
On my oh god got a lotta balls all up in my draws bitch
Sloppy on the cock shit, hot like I'm withdrawing from my toxins
Whatever I want, no make it stop I'm noxious
Loud shit on that nonsense
Nod if ya really hear me
All of my problems solve themselves they disappear
All of my life I fucked around
I played myself In leaps and bounds
Break it down I'm taking off, beating ground to make it soft
Waiting to pay the Grim Reaper
Moments lost wrapped in fear
Looking back it looks so near
Who be suffering we brothers
Up and coming barely function
Beat me on it
No, I own it
Teach me something, no not fuck shit
Busted and I'm dripping out vapor
Who be he
Lucid dream like 2cE
I boost the beam up she a rena
Need no feature I blast on paper
Master shaper, mass flavor doesn't matter what I say
I put in work, it leave a stain, it left a mark, I need the pain
Let this not all be in vain, let me feel something god
They put me in chains but I wanna feel alive
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