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I wuz born syck non-anthropomorphic

Allergic to lyrical bullshit

— machine

with the shit I'm sending

(Send that shit)

Futuristic methodology

(Uh)

I operate like surgery

through a power surge of me

to the future where —

bars in fronna me

(Ocb in my ashtray

I don't say excuse me when u get into my way)

Ya Touch em with ur tounge n it'll freeze

Locked up like a tonic clonic seige

Frozen flow

like ur assets been seized

D'evils manifesting through me

Blacker than a chimney sweep

Wooden bless u if u sneeze

Swearin on the track

(Heck)

12" in my sweaty hands

record ain clean I didn't get a pass to say what I said, oopsie

(Naturally no one gives a shit)

I didn't ask

Allegedly I commit felonies till the felonies as institutionized as me

(So committed no shoe laces)

Ain exclusive on the lease, too bad I sully the beat

(Can't reuse that shit, son)

This what we call a lil Wayne smoke break y'all

All right

Erase all decency

(Mr clean)

from the page with each journal entry

Defile the break with every word I say,

(Disgrace)

Turn it to waste, defecate,

(Shit I take)

Estrange from existence

Turn the intestines to outtestouts n play with them

till they strung out like a crackhead

Test out

this poison on the synth u get syck from hearing it

Take the bass down like a hellhound it's hellbound send

the hi hat to high heaven

I don know who did

the samples on my tracks,

But I'm goin to hell with them

(Goddamn)

Pass on my sin by osmosis

Now demons shall posses they kids

Out of all the shit u could hate, y wouldn't u pick this

Tell me to change I jus

Tell me to change I jus reinvent

Gears shift cvt I never stay the same but what I say is permanent

Tell me to change but my head up in the firmament

Burnin it atmospheric ignition

The old the high score now covered in chocolate

(I jus got disowned)

so I'm not feelin like I owe

Three legged dawg man fuck my paw

Wish I was a bastard cauz I only luv my ma

Skip Father's Day like a stone see how many skips I can get in a row

But I still give im hugs cauz they still married

he don come across any

He expect to see the eyes of a younger me

I done grew up in therapy

n never heard an apology to cabe

I woulnt want one anyway

What u say Is wishy washy

All u broke was ur pace

Tell Me to change, mannn

Tell me to change I jus reinvent

Gears shift cvt I never stay the same but what I say is permanent

Tell me to change but my head up in the firmament

Burnin it atmospheric ignition

The old the high score now covered in chocolate

Nice chorus bitch, u write that urself?

U gotta go lil wheezy

I used to — like sunshine

(Get em up get em up)

I thought I knew god's name

But I had it backwards like TI

I jus hope I get it right cauz I don't trust

(The way I was raised would take u to hell)

the way the truth n the life that was put on me

N I put that on Jesus

(N I put that on Jesuuus)

I ain afraid spiritually

Plus I gotta a sig nine fer my bio sibling

Mamma think I'm safe But she ain the ump

So I still masturbate with a gun in my waist n one in the chambe

Ensamblando tu reproductor de música con IA

Wicked Me

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