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crickets - cyta zoan lyrics

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[verse]
dear lord, i grew up in your custody
and i coulda sworn that you really don’t f*ck wit me
i know you put all kinda n*ggas through the struggle
but every time i questioned your word, i’d get in trouble
yeah, and catholic school was a bum
i was one of two black kids, you kept me from the other one
yeah, you were s’posed to raise me like a son
but i was raised better by a badge and a gun, d*mn
dear lord, i really don’t believe in you
but i need to talk to somebody, and somebody’s you
i been up for, like, 2 days, n*gga, i can’t find a ounce of sleep
and i was talking to a b*tch that said ‘count some sheep’
so i count 7 billion ’cause thеse n*ggas can’t think for theirself
f*cking npcs, i’ma cancеl their health
all you n*ggas ain’t sh*t, put the keys on the shelf, d*mn
dear god, why did you bring us lames?
all this internet talk, and they ain’t do a thing
b*tch ass rappers that just discovered the game, yeah
i’ma airstrike these n*ggas just like obama
they’re like fauna, you let all of these p*wns bloom
now we gonna pour the bleach and stuff them in a small room
and have ’em breathing all chemical air
keep the door from being opened with the chair, cyta for mayor
like i’m the best d*mn candidate
dear god, do you miss me? you prolly don’t forgive me
banish me to h*ll, i’ll bet i’ll find my f*cking way back
f*ck this cyta sh*t, i’m ’boutta bring ace back, n*gga
uh, with the face tats, n*gga
yuh, find my way back, n*gga
uh

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