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crick. (feat. cerium) - mel. the 8th lyrics

you n*ggas forget to forget
you a crick in my neck
i might just kick it in bel air

i’m lifted in thin air
cause i got the will of a prince

who’s the goat? e
i keep it up under my chin
could he
live
yes
the 8th of all elements
so breathe
you really should just take it all in
i really just gave my address
because i had really thought you wanted hands (bro)
my heart is hollow bastion
i’m just charging up my ki
blade on these bloodsuckers
they just curdle up cause they cheesy
had ties promised that i would catch you
but the bungee cord, it wasn’t that elastic
i had watched them snap it right in half i’m laughing
like i’m out the package made it out of plastic
saw your fake like spam on steak
5 star placed 8th up on sp*ce
know your friend got something to say
pause this sh*t and tell em wait
talk yo sh*t boy
talk yo muh f*ckin’ sh*t
every time i turn my head i hear that
muh f*ckin crick

you n*ggas forget to forget
you a crick in my neck
i might just kick it in bel air
i’m lifted in thin air
cause i got the will of a pri*pri*pri (uh)
talk yo sh*t boy
talk yo muh f*ckin’ sh*t
every time i turn my head i hear that
muh f*ckin crick

they trynna blow my year
i don’t know what i did
but when i turn my head
it goes a lil’ somethin’ like this

you n*ggas forget to forget
you a crick in my neck
i might just kick it in bel air
i’m lifted in thin air
cause i got the will of a prince

and so it begins
the truth has been told b*tch been actin corrosive i’m back on my hoe sh*t ya dig?
i’m actin compulsive attractin’ then grabbing kidnappin’ that hoe b*tch
grabbin’ her throat
like whoa
been colder than a blizzard rollin’ up a swisher
magic wand no wizard misery
comes out in the winter
i come out the winner
president of sinners
focus on my inner
se*se*se*se*se*self
my heart is hollow, this b*tch stole it
you can’t trust these thieves, cause
if it’s really up to me than i don’t need no company
so ready up i lenny them
then pop*pop*pop*pop*pop*pop
poppin’ fairy’s feel like mr. crocker
till my soul has parted i remain cathartic
if you heard about me b*tch i barley started
but i’ll break apart your problems sit and make you solve em
now yo b*tch think you a dummy (dummy)
she can’t date a n*gga lookin’ bummy
sh*t ain’t eva sweet neva funny boi
insecure f*ck open up your eyes and see that your a dummy boi
talk yo sh*t boi
talk yo muhf*ckin’ sh*t
f*ck the police
help i can’t breath they on my muhf*ckin’ neck

you n*ggas forget to forget
you a crick in my neck
i might just kick it in bel air
i’m lifted in thin air
cause i got the will of a pri*pri*pri*pri*pri*pri (uh)
talk yo sh*t boy
talk yo muh f*ckin’ sh*t
every time i turn my head i hear that
muh f*ckin’ crick

- mel the 8th lyrics

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