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deathclxb - temporxry lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah
(trauma unit)
oh
(insta k!ll)
oh, yeah
(ay, trauma unit b*tch)
ay, yeah, oh, oh, ay
oh, ay

[chorus]
running in the night, all black you can’t see me
running in the night, all black you can’t see me
running in the night, all black you can’t see me
running in the night, all black you can’t see me
running in the night, all black you can’t see me
running in the night, all black you can’t see me
running in the night, all black yeah
running in the night, all black yeah
[bridge]
running in the night, all black you can’t see me
they biting swag, yeah i know they wanna be me
running in the night, all black you can’t see me
they biting swag, yeah i know they wanna be me
running in the night, all black you can’t see me
they biting swag, yeah i know they wanna be me

[verse 1]
why they pressing me, tryna get a reaction
if you wanna talk, come see me, get action
f*cks in for clout, they don’t have any passion
i’ma pull up, grab his head, start smashing
send him to the underworld, he gonna suffer
she ain’t worth sh*t, don’t know why i cuffed her

[verse 2]
running your mouth, end up in the morgue
take your life, end up in the horde
f*ck then dip, i can’t cuff no wh0re
nowadays all these b*tches lame and boring
take his corpse out to the f*cking forest
he a stranger, he a f*cking tourist
you gon’ feel my pain, i ain’t f*cking sane
send some lead in the rain, all these pills bad for my brain
ain’t done till that motherf*cker fall
me and my boys gonna motherf*cking ball
got some k!llers, they always on call
blow his sh*t up with a motherf*cking law
i cannot stand all these b*tches, i just need all of these riches
we cooking crack in the kitchen, b*tch better listen
red dot never missing, you don’t what you missing
bros switch up, gotta watch your own back
slide with a pump, we gon’ make your skull crack
we coming up, b*tch that’s a fact
i can’t stand this place, whole city full of rats
who got my back, i do not know
lot of fake f*cks putting fronts up for show
i can’t f*ck with them, yeah that’s for sure
clearing out these rappers just a f*cking chore
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[outro]
ay, yeah, ay, yeah
trauma unit b*tch
ay, okay, okay (trauma unit)
ay, ay, b*tch, what, what

- temporxry lyrics

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