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aria91 - 4ria lyrics

these days, i don’t give a f*ck about anyone
let em know, they could not offer enough
spend time alone, i’m awfully crushed
from all the heartache
and the harping on love

sick of talking, you keep barking it up
they’re just starving for bucks
i could harvest a grudge
speak those bars like a judge
keep it dark like a trunk
till my heart just erupts

spit harder and i disregard your petty charges
beg your pardon, b*tch
i will take no part in this
i work as hard as sh*t
i figure you could start with this
pop the top off the roof
i’m letting loose like a noose
top comment alludes to the truth
that i assume
is what everyone f*cking knew
that you can’t refute
too few of them know about my life
and i might
climb up to the top
& hang myself up with the mic
evidently, i give this sh*t too much time & effort
ever wished i wasn’t different
i still try to measure
the method
the madness
i’d rather just practice new habits
i happen to gather the patterns
to casually master
back, back the f*ck up
when i’m in the cut
stacked up against the odds
and sh*tty luck
stagger with a wicked passion
i’m after
pack up the sh*t
the raps are a hazard
tackle with an extraction
i’m asking
how long could i even survive being stagnant?
aside from distractions
realizing traction on tracks
leads to action
capture you b*st*rds
decapitate rappers
serve your lil stupid ass backwards
any last words fore disaster unravels
entering battles
skedaddle
the facts full of ammo
petrified, p*ssed, my pride pays the price
you’re a pesticide, b*tch
surprised you applied any strength
i sense dissent
drew tense & tried
taking steps to check you next
i emphasize

sitting pretty, no pity
privy to prose pinning
penny for these thoughts
provoke, i propose winning
quid pro quo
i enjoy bringing the flows
for the buzz like my phones ringing
i cannot withhold grinning

these days, i don’t give a f*ck about anyone
let em know
they could not offer enough (offer enough)
spend time alone
i’m awfully crushed (awfully crushed)
from all the heartache
and the harping on love (harping on love)

sick of talking
you keep barking it up (barking it up)
they’re just starving for bucks
i could harvest a grudge
speak those bars like a judge
keep it dark like a trunk
till my heart just erupts (till my heart just erupts)

sick of talking
you keep barking it up (barking it up)
they’re just starving for bucks
i could harvest a grudge
speak those bars like a judge
keep it dark like a trunk
till my heart just erupts

till my heart just erupts
till my heart just erupts
till my heart just erupts
till my heart just erupts
till my heart just
till my heart just erupts
till my heart just

- 4ria lyrics

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