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set [trippin] - dreadgeist lyrics

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[verse]
lord forgive me, have mercy on my soul
running round’ the city, everybody got me moving psycho
triangular re*education, imma tell you right now, this ain’t no tycho
know i’m ready for war, got no id, you know i don’t oblige
oblique vision how i’m seeing women, tell me what you think of that
my mind ain’t right, unlike malik, it’s 4:44 all on the time sheet
dashing out of the building, gotta play more for keeps
it’s all for keeps, let me know when we get home
i’m tryna get arrested, what else i gotta prove to y’all
this sh*t losing it’s essence, hyperrealism
life imitate art, i already sighеd when i pressed play
got a grеat spark, toxicity in my d*mn lungs
i can’t resuscitate no more, it’s a shame show y’all ass as sore
getting b*ttf*cked like a wh0re
that ain’t something to stunt, i been going out of my way
i been showing everybody how to do it
n*ggas calling me non masculine ’cause i’m in touch with my feelings
surprised how i don’t see y’all with marks, shoutout to parness, my flesh scarring
compression shirt, don’t wear it often
my sights stet, i don’t see how y’all let y’all selves make ya own coffins
propose a different beginning, like i said before
tracks getting molested like n*ggas in jail, too petite for a rough spit
black cowboy, walk up in the parlor, i’ll get your ass embarrassed
the mice rampant, gotta be blind if you don’t see the trades
the cheese got them interfering, tape ejected
poor mental health, swear i need mind insurance
crown on me like jesus, jewels refined shine bright
but it’s black in my eyesight, violet in the blacklight
sour and green in the limelight, i ain’t in my prime
already rapping like i’m washed, ship the tape to you
in a box with a smile, throw your sh*t up in a pile
pack it up if you moving uptown, your body funky or what?
your voice pitch g major, is you scared or something?
i got pill bottles ready to stash blood in abundance
creepy dreams, peep in these peepholes and look at those peeps
i watch my movement in the night, skies looking grey
brodie in facial decay, tryna catch some n*ggas lacking
my whole attitude ratchet all these b*tches f*cking plastic
i’m not with the drama but if i gotta fight a n*gga then i prolly will
kids at recess playing skrill, shoutout my ex
still trill, i got my commas staying safe, new tank like carti
rather get in a girl parties and make her say, “you gon’ win a grammy.”
sorry, baby, i just do this for my family
makeup cakey, you don’t know how it get
need a bunny to tase me, more carrots on zip up hoodies
these parting gifts i give got sweaters in it, just wait for x*mas
hazy, i be storming around the block like i run it
got my n*ggas set tripping, i’m an independent candidate
the city, i’m trumping

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