37212
Apollo11.
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(3, 3, 37212) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 37212 Don’t act like you didn’t know that you never knew Kill a fake friend cause I gotta follow through Welcome to the show, we go harder than the sioux (What) 37212 A year ago I had yet to come to man Blinded by a debut, needed to construe Died in the pacific, drowned by my life’s single truth Back, back, back, Back the f*ck up while I smash this cognac All on the ground, take a match and that’s that This that loud sound, feel the crack of the bat No one can stop me, bitch I’d never copy These new artists sloppy, their ideas all fall flat And I’ve been so patient to get what I’m chasing This bottled frustration’s what keep me attached Staring at the moon Breaking through a cloudy night Wishing it was June When life was feeling kinda right Keep falling, further down Need to stop fading from the light Respect doesn’t warrant a diamond crown So stop barking if you don’t want to feel the bite 37212 Don’t act like you didn’t know that you never knew Kill a fake friend cause I gotta follow through Welcome to the show, we go harder than the sioux (What) 37212 A year ago I had yet to come to man Blinded by a debut, needed to construe Died in the pacific, drowned by my life’s single truth (3, 3, 37212) Fire on the ground and it’s still smoking (Smoking, smoking) Slam the door on a hoe, bitch I’m thot provoking (Ha, ha, ha!) Tryna talk me down, little boy is you joking (What the f*ck?) Flipping it all around, ain’t no way I’m slowing Shit I’m sorry ma you caught me in the moment But these fake ass motherfuckers Need to know that they eroding, I’m exploding What you think they gon do Spend all their money on a chain or some shoes Flaunt that shit off like the king of the crew Then rely on struggle bars to go talk about their dues Yeah, executions on the news But people die everyday so the alarm be on snooze Cultists thinking that they found their own muse Believing with his power we won’t never ever lose, uh Yeah, we never gon lose, never gon crash Always gon clash But take it all back when there’s nothing but ash Cause all that they did was throw earth in the trash In this age, nothing’s more scary than a handgun So why the f*ck people hand them off to their grandsons Little susie picked on little dick cause of a loved one Next day dick taught the school about how to run (3, 3, 3, 3) (37212)
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