Bells on Entry (feat. Fxck You Death)

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If you dont give a f*ck why should i
The fucker saying this cant even look me in the Eye
I do all this shit for the people who let me pass em By
I've tried
I've fucking tried
All i want is to do get fried n skate
Write music get layed
Chill out while the sky starts to vibrate
Psychedelic sights revealin the mind states
Never wanna be the one waiting for someone
To come back
Ya f*ck that
I'd rather get pinned to the back of a billboard with A thumbtack
It's mine
Time's near
Motherfucker
I'm here
Watch out (what?)
In your ear
I'm goin in to "finish him"
Like the bowling pin at the end of my strike im livin Life
Ya f*ck you bitches who think im gonna be here For a night
Yaa i might
Go to the middle of a park and spark my life
Stress enticed in my brain
Insane
That i remained intact
My heart gets colder but you never see a mf crack

Taking another hit

Taking another hit off the dispo
Got me listo to perform
In many different forms I can't
(Taking another hit)

Manage my words they just keep coming out like these hoes
Bitch i didn't came here to make a show
The word always comes and goes

So i won't stay here or near
Like that night i'll also disappear
Vanish behind the fog
The marihuana fog covering my eyes and ears

Shi maybe i'm a pioneer myself
But only what i make of my future self will be what I'll be able to tell everybody else
So only till then i'll be working on myself

Living in and out of this hell constantly without a Stop

Yeah we do it for days
Grab the bass and tap u in yo mf face
Ay
Ya im cookin in the furnace
You bitches the furthest thing from perfect
Yk hey so am i
Another day on the grind
Maybe someday we'll find
A reason for everything
Time and time again
I'm pushed to the deep end
Not knowing how ill swim
Like jimmy n kim
Pushing myself farther
Ya fuckers actin harder
I'm jus chillin like the villain you claimin u are
All we do is aim for the stars
Write bars
Inspired by scars n
Fight back demons who are nothin but cards
On
The
Deck of betting
Power is so tempting
I keep doing shit because i want
Ya
Not cause u let me
Stay vibin tho the weight on my shoulder is getting Hefty
But f*ck leaving here with my hands empty
Ill take care of business and all the bullshit that you Left me
Got my nike's on my feet
Got my niggas on plenty
A superstar who boutta be twenty
They askin who ready
Actions speak for themselves
I'm ringin fuckers like the
Bell on entry

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