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reality, pt. 2 - ‌upc bluii lyrics

[chorus]
a boy still been moving real anxiously, yeah
get hit cuz man still catching casualties, aye
making my noise, you pagans sound asleep, aye
but i’m not certain that’s the reality, okay

[verse 1]
grilling so many of these man, see me, shouting george foreman, woah
spilling so many lyrics on these tracks, but they still calling me boring, what?
lyricism so back to the future, bought a f-cking delorean, d-mn
new flights every other week, see you later, and b-tch, i’m boarding, hey
in some loving sh-t, nah, f-ck that
made a f-cking comeback
try me, and get contact
if you run, got the mac
leave a f-cking impact
chasing meds
ducking feds
jumping over neigbour’s fence
f-ck the audi, take the benz
cuz i’m trying to make amends
getting up out of the ends
you ain’t taking dividends
finna die when sh-t commence
man should be the president
taking 100% percent
i intend, to offend
and there’s
too many b-tches pretending they real but they just be wanting another little f-cking bit of clout
acting immature, might as well be, incy wincy spider climbing up the f-cking water spout
i can be a murderer to every beat, cuz i always stay packed with heat, yeah, i’m radiating, that’s what i’m about
now they saying that i ain’t ever been sh-t, never having sh-t, name ain’t jid, never reach goals? that’s what i doubt

[chorus]
a boy still been moving real anxiously, yeah
get hit cuz man still catching casualties, aye
making my noise, you pagans sound asleep, aye
but i’m not certain that’s the reality, okay
this sh-t a remix, not a parody, the f-ck
i see my friends, they like my family, yeah
keep promise, i swear, that’s vulgarity, uh
you fake, out of touch with reality, okay

[verse 2]
and i’m ready and certainly steady, come with the machete
but i ain’t no ninja, you live fake out here, like you some yeti
p-ss my bro the automatic, so i take the f-cking semi
i’m never losing myself out here, f-ckin mumma’s spaghetti
and this life i live a party, better pop with the confetti
you ain’t making no pennies, i’m getting dough like cappelletti
you getting cheffed up out here cuz this hook i got is deadly
and my mumma bouta see me on the motherf-cking telly
when will i run out of bars? trust me, bluii got plenty
it’s heavy
i’m jolly, merry
christmas, what you present to me?
more bars, i’m presenting these
your sh-t don’t even rhyme, that’s so motherf-cking messy
and there’s murder on my mind, like i’m ynw melly
and i’m climbing, putting time in, in the mountains, sulawesi
getting jailed for selling c-ke? now, that’s some motherf-cking sketchy
sh-t, ridiculous

[chorus]
a boy still been moving real anxiously, yeah
get hit cuz man still catching casualties, aye
making my noise, you pagans sound asleep, aye
but i’m not certain that’s the reality, okay
a boy been looking for some clarity, ay
that’s what it takes to be the man, really, aye
you gotta lose all of your sanity, whoa
certainly, certain, that’s it, a sad reality, okay

- upc bluii lyrics

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