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gunk! - psychodelicate lyrics

[intro]
you’ve never hurt anyone, you’ve never hurt a fly, you don’t have the capability
you know how much evil you contain within you
and i’m way more cruel than they are
and i’ve got tricks up my sleeve that they cannot even possibly imagine
and if, if they irritate me, i will absolutely take it out on them

[verse 1 * droogie]
grandson who doesn’t visit his grandma
handcuffed to feelings of feelin’ half*done
half*baked, took a year to make
but i’m slashing teen p*ssies like i drown in a lake
cuz i’m
feelin’ like a jester now and i’m
feedin’ off the pressure, wow, and you
fiendin’ for thе nic’ to fix all the f*ckin’ broke minds that you dissin’, hicks
i said
droogie is thе man, ya know?
the kid studies all emotions just to panic, hoe
and that’s droogie with the eyelash
a high stash of them steel*bat rhymes that just make you wanna hide cash
cuz we robbin’
i never saw ‘em
hidden the shadows like a night owl, stalkin’
beggin’ for a sparka’ the light in the deep and cold pits of my mind tonight
i said
[bridge * sydny]
riding round’ city that cloaked boy
i’m in the cut i’m that cloaked boy
riding round’ city that cloaked boy
i’m in the cut i’m that cloaked boy
riding round’ city that…f*ck….f*ck

[verse 2 * sydny]
imma bump in the night
stay in the cut
i don’t want no troub’
tread light’
i gotta make up a mind
i don’t remember the night
my mommy screaming coming home somebody blood on my body
same sh*t
days in
days end
fake n*ggas
snake heads
make a kiddy go mad
had to pretend
pushed around and gettin mud on ya’ vans boy
make a motherf*cka put a gun in his jansport
squad gone wiped clean all missin’ no hunch
now they seem to see me clingin’ our nuts
high up off a pipe dream pickin’ my drug
need to kick it with the right fiends itchin’ cuz’
[verse 3 * jazz]
ya’ll stick ride, it was born in ya limbs
ya’ll twigs hide, turn my pennies to m’s
living my dream, in the cut on the scene
i mean, i wanted prima donnas
not as bad as they seem
keep the top on like tyler
i’m insecure but inspired
used to call to messiah
now my career is on fire
with them same white t’s
and them same ol’ hats
for declining on me
b*tch don’t call back
ya’ll posers need a polaroid, take a picture
i’m the golden boy, you folding boy, i’m that n*gga
fill the void, making noise, quiet in the room
i just bypassed you, you ain’t stepping in these shoes
if you ain’t talking bout money, we ain’t talking at all
do not call me your honey, you ain’t sh*t but a broad
street load the supplies, got my hand on the cartel
don’t care don’t tell, peace sign like farewell

[outro * sydny]
riding round’ city that cloaked boy
i’m in the cut i’m that cloaked boy
riding round’ city that cloaked boy
i’m in the cut i’m that cloaked boy
riding round’ city that…f*ck

- psychodelicate lyrics

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