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Starless

"Starless" is a composition by English progressive rock band King Crimson. It is the final track on their seventh studio album, Red, released on 6 October 1974. more »

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Alright,you know what's up
Im in the booth
I tell you what man,you don't want smoke with me
You got asthma nigga
Shit,now that's the realest shit
Alright,alright,alright
I'm not good at acting take your script
This the type of shit that gets you wacked
Bitch go'n get a mop and get this drip
Bitch go'n tell your mans he get this grip
I'm not good at acting take your script
This the type of shit that gets you wacked
Bitch go'n get a mop and get this drip
Bitch go'n tell your mans he get this grip
Bitch go'n get a mop and get this drip but don't trip
You don't see me talking to your clique but your bitch
Bitch go'n get a mop get this drip and take this dick
This a fast game motherfucker ain't no glitch
Talk back? You ain't got no comeback
I ain't do no diss track
Got you with that bitch slap
All this shit is compact
I'm just stacking tall racks
I just finish shit like it's fucking mortal kombat
Hell yeah, f*ck a bitch and let her tell her friends, yeah,yeah
This for bants but I'm still just getting bands,yeah,yeah
I get bands with my woes and 'em hoes,yeah,yeah
It's the same shit ain't no fucking friends, yeah,yeah
Got a prob, you just pull up to my face nigga
Never mind nigga, you is just a broke nigga
All my pocket money that's go'n pay your rent nigga
Try to fight nigga hit you with that Glock nigga
Wack nigga who the f*ck told you that you lit
Act up, I don't vae no shy I get you hit
Niggas better ketchup if you wanna get this sauce
Don't you call my phone if you ain't talking about that guap
I'm not good at acting take your script
This the type of shit that gets you wacked
Bitch go'n get a mop and get this drip
Bitch go'n tell your mans he get this grip
I'm not good at acting take your script
This the type of shit that gets you wacked
Bitch go'n get a mop and get this drip
Bitch go'n tell your mans he get this grip
Bitch go'n tell your mans to keep it down
I'm not really in the mood to f*ck around
I'm a fresh ass nigga he a clown
He can't ride my fucking wave,he go'n drown
Yeah, man I switch flows like I switch moods
Like I switch shoes
Blessed, they all come in two's
Like I pick and choose
What you did? Don't step on my shoes
Imma cut you loose
What you say? Ain't got tattoos but I'm still real
What you thought? Ain't about the past, I make no mistake
You ain't fake? Why you gotta fade
Imma sensei, got your bitch at the man cave pull a rampage
Yeah that's right, imma Tom Cruise I don't need a stage,I got
Got a prob, you just pull up to my face nigga
Never mind nigga, you is just a broke nigga
All my pocket money that's go'n pay your rent nigga
Try to fight nigga hit you with that Glock nigga
Wack nigga who the f*ck told you that you lit
Act up, I don't vae no shy I get you hit
Niggas better ketchup if you wanna get this sauce
Don't you call my phone if you ain't talking about that guap
I'm not good at acting take your script
This the type of shit that gets you wacked
Bitch go'n get a mop and get this drip
Bitch go'n tell your mans he get this grip
I'm not good at acting take your script
This the type of shit that gets you wacked
Bitch go'n get a mop and get this drip
Bitch go'n tell your mans he get this grip
Ey y'all know what's up
Shout out to my homies, Ammo, obviously Candy
I mean that's for Ashley right here so you know what's up
And then yeah,yeah that's it
Imma f*ck you niggas up,2020

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