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DEAR DIARY
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DEAR DIARY was released on November 22, 2024 by SVKAPVNCH as a part of the album S.N.A.F.U
ReleasedNovember 22, 2024
LabelSVKAPVNCH
LanguageEnglish
BPM87
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

I thought to myself, what if this was a movie
Look, fuck you, fuck the plane you flew in on
Fuck them shoes, fuck your socks with the bell on it
Fuck your gay ass fairy faggot accent
Your hairpiece, fuck your chocolate
Fuck Guy Ritchie, fuck Prince William
Fuck the Queen, this is America
My president is black and my Lambo is blue, ****
My songs will never leak, I wrap the mic in maxi pads
My clique is savage like Apaches, bitch you know we bad
Dollar sign a fuckin' movement, no we not a passing fad
And we runnin' through your city, burnin' American flags
Shoot him in the head, I don't fuck with white trash
If you ever catch him talkin', I'll pop his ass back
Boy, you don't wanna fuck with me, I'm SPiegel from the East
With a piece, fuck the world, I'm a lay her in the sheets
Cut it short, break it down, couple pounds, roll it up
*SVKAPVNCH, kids in the crib and they rollin' blunts
Cut it short, break it down, couple pounds, roll it up
Dolla sign the clique, and you know that we don't give a fuck
Cut it short, break it down, couple pounds, roll it up
*SVKAPVNCH, kids in the crib and they rollin' blunts
Cut it short, break it down, couple pounds, roll it up
Dolla sign the clique, and you know that we don't give a fuck
I'm fuckin' up these fuckin' punks who think that they can stop it
But they forgot I'm a prophet, they forgot that I made profit
Off spillin' knowledge and projects
While they spittin' all that nonsense
And still ain't makin' no dollars
(wheres the logic?)
They say I'm killin' the vibe right
I ain't scarin' the hoes
I just know what my type like
Try to press me like typewrite
I oppress you with light pipes
You can fight me like a man, Bring ya hands, it's fight night
Cut it short, break it down, couple pounds, roll it up
*SVKAPVNCH, kids in the crib and they rollin' blunts
Cut it short, break it down, couple pounds, roll it up
Dolla sign the clique, and you know that we don't give a fuck
Cut it short, break it down, couple pounds, roll it up
*SVKAPVNCH, kids in the crib and they rollin' blunts
Cut it short, break it down, couple pounds, roll it up
Dolla sign the clique, and you know that we don't give a fuck
Why you think they kill Michael
Only way to take our power is to take away all our idols
And make the black kids think that **** ain't insightful
So they go and hit a whipping, sippin' soda full of NyQuil
Well, the king is back up through the lobby when I come in with an axe
Insane, clown posse, then it's off with your heads
You **** is nobodies, why you **** scared
Runnin' like a nose real snotty
I know the feds watchin', they wanna see a **** hung up
A dead prophet, without rap half these **** half dead
Pockets, they'll hit a corner store and turn you to a lead pocket
Up the piece, right above his socket
Hear the **** plead as you load it up and cock it
Take a deep breath and blast it off, team rocket
Then you empty the register while the whole team watchin'
Cut it short, break it down, couple pounds, roll it up
*SVKAPVNCH, kids in the crib and they rollin' blunts
Cut it short, break it down, couple pounds, roll it up
Dolla sign the clique, and you know that we don't give a fuck
Cut it short, break it down, couple pounds, roll it up
*SVKAPVNCH, kids in the crib and they rollin' blunts
Cut it short, break it down, couple pounds, roll it up
Dolla sign the clique, and you know that we don't give a fuck
Written by: Marquis DeJuan Jackson

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