simulation - 0cross lyrics
when you anxious
just retain this
you in matrix
test my patience
you with vagrants
illumination
crossfit with the gold tooth
told b*tches i’d co*sign it
whole time they cut so loose
new groove vicious cold rhymin’
vuitton on my coat lou
it’s fine i will go through
cuz shoes came from sold diamonds
sold rhyming like kung*fu
son legends the crow dyin’
they racial the profilin’
just rizz on the pole darlin’
go anna nicole on em
atone with the cold models
shot up like assault rifle
one hit and it’s sold out
wrote down like its dormammu
seein red you pasta
baby vista hasta
crosser?
why you not imposter?
0xide
noxious cause we get obnoxious
stickin’ to the process
talk sh*t one too many options
people say sh*t
simulation
when you anxious
just retain this
you in matrix
test my patience
we with vagrants
you can taste it
told me to download it
way out in aomori
unplug the couch
f*ck on the counter
f*ck on the balcony
don’t matter how many
lyrical alchemy
more than just sound to me
goated we bound
holdin’ it down
rollin’ the count
robert the downey sh*t
already heard it
we get it we get it
damaged and 30 and kinda athletic
tourniquet burnin we turnt up to death
i’m in a hurry so don’t hold my breath
trash start, homie had a bad heart
yea yea
track star maybe he the black star
yea yea
dark heart magnus told me skarsgard
yea yea
yeah i’m rich, rap because my bars hard
yea yea
not my part
glow in the dark
that’s my scar
i go hard
high and impaired
we in the air, we out in paris, it’s more like oui oui oui
ye ye
yeezy the crocs, better than s*x
f*x what it cost
we going cross, we going x, you more like z z z
moment they stare
that was the problem b*tch you wasn’t there
copped me some property proper affair
sad with the opposite you wouldn’t dare
couldn’t be part of it how bout a care
she out here hot, and she given the bread
yeah, i need that more than kick in the head
we out here stock, but you dip in the red
not what they had
couldn’t believe what they copped for the feds
homeboy stay out here stay copying fads
she want me dead
i’ll paint your property ceiling red
ever nice feeling to have
told her to drop it, she giving me 10
dingy and frisky she giving me head
virtual strings, we in the grid
song made to sing how reality split
pixels and polys they flippin’ the lid
she only hot when she grippin’ the d*ck
different abyss
listen to this
binary choices, coded the glare
written with voices, did it again
weaving the place, ripping the tear
testing the fates
listen up b*tch we all seeing the gates
listen my greatness, that sh*t is rare
testing my limits b*tch you wouldn’t dare
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