paintings Wido
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[Verse]
I'm so tired today, on a proxy late
Watching porn all day, I can't procreate
It's late night and I can't seem to stop
It's late night and I just fucking drop
There's many songs that I wish I'd dropped
There's many songs that I haven't dropped
Bondage pants off the fucking wardrobe
Life is shit, go and turn it around
The way my fists hit look like Tekken hits
Live in 8-bit with my family
This ain't legit, this is just a skit
Part of a big time stamp, that's the one we don't live
That's why I forgive and sometimes I give but never receive
There's many things we miss, nostalgia totally
I can't cope with it, I can't cope with it
Just turn up the pitch
Cannot break in the name of Allah
Still fucked up but won't get to mama
Won't reach you, won't make it a drama
People cry under the rain
People die under this reign
Get seeds, plant them, grow
I'm so hype like snow, droppin' on the floor
Hit and rob the store, I don't rob no stores
Respect the people, oh
Fucking up, oh no, no, no
You're not valid, homophobe
I'm so tired today, on a proxy late
Watching porn all day, I can't procreate
It's late night and I can't seem to stop
It's late night and I just fucking drop
There's many songs that I wish I'd dropped
There's many songs that I haven't dropped
Bondage pants off the fucking wardrobe
Life is shit, go and turn it around
The way my fists hit look like Tekken hits
Live in 8-bit with my family
This ain't legit, this is just a skit
Part of a big time stamp, that's the one we don't live
That's why I forgive and sometimes I give but never receive
There's many things we miss, nostalgia totally
I can't cope with it, I can't cope with it
Just turn up the pitch
Cannot break in the name of Allah
Still fucked up but won't get to mama
Won't reach you, won't make it a drama
People cry under the rain
People die under this reign
Get seeds, plant them, grow
I'm so hype like snow, droppin' on the floor
Hit and rob the store, I don't rob no stores
Respect the people, oh
Fucking up, oh no, no, no
You're not valid, homophobe
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