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invision - salemkuma lyrics

[intro]
sit down, little man
smoke a cigarette
let time go by
(salem)
(hysteria)

[chorus]
i’m rollin blocks, like raw papers and blunt wraps
i gave ya’ homie a jaw breaker, his luck passed
i must ask, have you been stuck up, or had to duck gats?
since rug rats, been f*cked up, and paid the plus tax
this sh*t unbearable, bro yo’ music is terrible
if i hear that sh*t again, i’ll make ya’ face become wearable
we are un*comparable, to the game, b*tch i’m marital
you ain’t no competition, b*tch these verses are parables
it get lonely when you movin’, and they plateauin’
and the flow they used, is corny, and it’s mad stolen
i thought it’d be alright, if i just kept the cash flowin’
protect yourself, or you gon’ end up wit ya’ ass showin’
astral projection, came back for a second
and realised my life was much better in heaven
this is a lesson, about hate, love, and oppression
none of this sh*t matter, if the casket’s where you steppin’
cast a sigil, it’s intention to prey upon your demise
i despise, any f*cka’, who look at me in the eyes
tellin’ lies, actin’ like they ain’t wishin’, ak*ma dies
while he cries, sittin’, b*tchin’, and shootin’ up at the sky
i, pray these kids continue loving life
and i also pray that they don’t meet up with a cutting knife
you won’t win the f*ckin’ race if you ain’t runnin’ right
and you’ll get passed up every option, if the sun is bright
so whats yo’ motive, why you waitin’, why you holdin’ back?
start yo’ dream, and don’t be chasin’ trophies or a golden plaque
time is passin’, so don’t get closed up in a cul*de*sac
acknowledge it or not, that is truly just the repulsive fact
momma asked if i’m scared of dying
the more i think about it, inside i be hiding
maybe that’s because, i’m p*ssy, and can’t be compliant
but i’m just lookin’ for an answer, while i’m near rhyming
used to spend my time alone, sittin’ in the mirror crying
couldn’t stop the pain, and so i kept the f*ckin’ tears slidin’
now i, smoke a bowl, and play the music, get my gears grindin’
death ain’t comin’ long as doubt’s filled, and fear’s hidin’
[outro]
yuh, death ain’t comin’ long as doubt’s filled, and fear’s hidin’
ay, we put out music to show how hungry we are, you know to make it out this game an’ like sh*t, it’s gotten to the point where you wanna get hurt ya’ know? everybody want’s to get hurt, so we gon’ do [?], on some 47 sh*t*

- salemkuma lyrics

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