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end boss - godly trio lyrics

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tell me before
my soul erupt
my head corrupt
thoughts dark as f-ck
don’t interrupt
i canyon jump
sharp drop abrupt
my life turned into disorder
dry mouth spongebob need water
no aqueduct
ran out of luck
i robbed the plug
just to maintain kid trunks
what the f-ck feel f-cked as f-ck
got nuts to bust
these haters only hate cus they ain’t ride with us or vibe with us
why though? cus they ain’t deluxe
captain underpants flow like mr krupp
now imma switch it up
how come it always feel like my life worthless
and i don’t deserve it
i’m just going in circles what is the purpose
when it feels like everyone versus me
will death, set me free so i can rest in peace
deep breath, let me be my brain been desceased
will this, be the release that i need from these
demons that haunt creep and make me weep
when i’m counting sheep trying to sleep
fake, b-tch f-ck you mean
that’s so obscene
real lean cuisine even though you’ve never ever heard me scream
now hit em creesh

lost souls, scribblin thoughts up in they jot notes
got no, reason to rot in seam of the foxholes
mottos, boil em down and scald ‘em like hot coals
god knows, i’ll live to my 30s but prolly not though
-ss-ssin when i’m rappin’ i don’t make room for the m-sses
take a lick of acid and stash it up in my jacket
f-ckin slap this rap sh-t close ya eyes it will be graphic
half it if ya haven’t until you can match the talent cuz i’m
stormin through the torrent, implore that sh-t as a warning
crawlin on the floor like a foreign that lost they sourin
boring like the mormon converting the f-ckin orphans
abortion save a fortune its blown out of proportion yeah
my d-ck is having guts for lunch, i shove a trumpet up her b-tt
wolf cub double f-ck d-ck her down then bust a nut

in the summer we ball clappin toe tappin ready for the b-tches be -ss clappin
stop yappin tellin dem to stop f-ckin lap dancin
holdin that joint way too long just let it go o o
tossin stems cuz that was h-lla h-lla toxins after that ill eat that bread and wine like f-ckin action bronson
in the summer throw the kb beside the sea with one n only gatsby
we are the trio so godly makin gnarly melody

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