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What? Fuck's wrong with you, don't get along with you Won't hit the dope, get in a car or on a song with you Don't like the way that you move, can't fuck with what you do Since SESH is always number one, it's always fuck you too I'm still under the ground, still movin' the truth You could've dropped a million songs, still never heard a tune Slither through the gloom when the moon has bloomed We all know somebody that click-clack kaboom I'm soon to assume you ready to be doomed Before I even touch you, you already turned blue First sight damage, on can't ban it If the world is yours then I own multiple planets The highest of the standards, the lowest of hopes I'm in the house at the top of the hill filled with ghosts Scratchin' at the wall, floatin' down the hall Waitin' for a visitor to let me haunt I don't squeeze Glocks to put 'em in the truck I just make sure that they never wake up (up, up, up, up) I don't squeeze Glocks to put 'em in the truck I just make sure that they never wake up (up, up, up)
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Elmo O Connor, Logan Soup Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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