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breaking legs - mental epademik lyrics

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verse one

well i been on this hectic wave
tryna contemplate how get paid
with a dead gaze at a fake play
i see the pain when they fade away
live free but its day to day
always look for a change of pace
then detonate on a instrumental
till i feel better get my head level
got a evil eye like i met the devil
good p-ssy get me sentimental
epademik my mind strange
i see things they perceive grey
try to keep sane but whats the point?
puff a joint thinking f-ck the noise
drugs for joy, i’m f-cked up
this whole world is f-cked up
so i don’t give a sh-t about no president, no government
you looking at a puppet don’t know who the f-ck corrupting it
corporate get no punishment
fraud filled f-ckery the cost of living comfortably
the karma coming heavily corporation get the fee
they profit off the child labor, ask the mayor whats his cut
caught up in this cl-ster f-ck chaos seems to come with us
but can’t we all get along rich or poor?
h-ll no, f-ck that, i’m sick of ya’ll

hook
i ain’t tryna hear no bullsh-t from these clowns
with the bla, bla, bla, bla, coming out the mouth
go suck a d-ck, get ya panties out a twist
none hotter than the crew, you ain’t f-cking with this. (2x)

verse two

you don’t want this neanderthal aggression
i’ll smash your f-cking head in
while i’m laughing my perception is reckless
infected with tension adrenaline running
how can i be humble?
i’m reckless and hungry, catch me they cuff me
arrested no correction my direction getting ugly
checklist h-lla hectic but i bet im busting free
sucka please, i ain’t slaving for the wage just to eat
underneath the lovely breeze what you need come in peace
crying bout what you want is p-ssy like the country scene
suck on these open wide, hadoken explode in the eyes
doper rhymes i multiply while i go inside my loco mind
roll a bone and im so high
c-ke in the nose did a whole line
oh my god, i k!ll the mic, and i run the jewels
ain’t nothing cool, i f-ck the rules, thats what i do
ain’t nothing cool, i f-ck the rules

hook
i ain’t tryna hear no bullsh-t from these clowns
with the bla, bla, bla, bla, coming out the mouth
go suck a d-ck, get ya panties out a twist
none hotter than the crew, you ain’t f-cking with this. (2x)

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