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Ego 100
But the wallet's all empty.
Gaslight at 10, ego at 10
But money's all gone.
True vulture
Picking corpses a 5G watcher
Lies til your pride feels proper
Hats off herse with a fucking daughter,
in the car of a protest ground.
Suburbs screaming for a starbucks now.
I should go pray for a better count.
Hoping the mouse comes and buys me out.
I should go hustle a better house.
I should go take all you fuckin*********
Make yourself up a sum of mistakes
Hit 'em with the left right 808 scum no body
Take a vintage scam off the net no hurry
What law.
You won't ever save face for sure.
Don't be like Nicole Arbour.
Be Steve Le-fuckin-Macq.
Be Kathleen fucking Hannah.
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I had a date last night.
It turned out all right
I didn't see him again 'cause
I said he was my friend.
That was dumb.
I'm so dumb.
That was shit.
I feel it.
Because you're special so fucking special
It makes me sick, to see
Your goals all out while we spit
and weave and dodge your trash
but you won't get what you deserve you fucking
Pussy.
I had a date last night.
It turned out all right
I didn't see him again 'cause
I said he was my friend.
I'm so dumb.
That was dumb.
I'm so shit.
I feel it.
I had a date last night.
It turned out all right
I didn't see him again 'cause
I said he was my friend.
Put that shit up on your growth.
Fuck talk got my text cheap
punk weight got me ten deeper.
Baby tell me what's the right way.
Fuck a beat I got priced fame.
Net call me for your low cuts.
Put that shit up on your growth like woah.
Baby tell me what these fake thugs know.
Pick a date that these bodies won't show.
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Drop off you don't phase me.
Keep your 18 bars
Oh you speak so fresh.
Eat your heart out
In your head rent free.
Fake news we ain't pressed
There's no stressors
In my life.
Oh shit.
So fit.
Gram a fifth I been feeling these lengths since six
No threats
'til i'm safe out.
No fear for a minute 'til you twist my head round.
We wanna head out.
Keep my head down
'til they wanna check me out.
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4. |
SUM 1 :: blue
02:54
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Wet
wet, cannot connect
Libs only bold on the net
i'm out in the back, boots in the drag, placing your bets.
I'm brexiting out
Put Farage in a bag
Poking the crowd, nickel and diming
Friends of the Fash
The bottom
Shit bumps in your whip.
I don't throw peace for the heat.
Watch where you're flashing your drip.
So don't talk to pitched.
Barclay put in his place.
Retread as Jiminny Cox
Votes like a fucking disgrace.
Too much gwap.
Take my time I said it's cool switch.
Catch 'em out paging the cops beef.
You don't know me i'm not with you baby.
Will or won't i'll let you know,
cause now I am, thinking i'm so done.
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Smoke out the bee's til your teams called,
but they've never seen it before.
Cancel cleave with the big saw
Face like you know what's poor.
Animal tact til your phone clacks,
Cover your feed in union jacks.
Big shiny shoes for the ice caps.
Plastic vapes for cash,
don't talk back now.
Hit and lets go.
Pull out the coals, walk on my soles, tell 'em let's roll.
Down on my knees, please, policed
Get outta my phone.
You think you know me, 1, no
Get outta my goals.
Acting your peace so cold
I'm harder than a motherfucker.
Chipped in.
Storied hold of the stacatto grin, think big.
Kindred hound you can still talk big, big.
Small achievements, keeping the spirit fit.
Til your sycophants out.
Keep on track now, ask how.
Where were you when the ship sank?
Probably keeping your ego stacked
Probably turning your friends backs
Probably flipping your facts
Don't talk back now.
Say what u said in ur group chat rn.
fukn thought so.
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How how you made it sound sweet.
I got a fresh new start
No heart for your kinda speed.
Top shop feats like
Baby, tell me how to be.
I'm too naive to stay in the clear i fill my hands too fast.
So we'll never, let you back in here
Again.
It's because we're not friends.
Limey white frog with a 10 year sting in the head
To a china shop bull with all the moves half spent.
I got a real big bone to pick, so let me get bent.
Drag my fingers, at watch me show out,
Motherfucker
I will give up pacifism, to beat your arse.
Piece of shit.
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Tell me what's what.
Drag me out and show me how to talk tough
Put me down once you've seen enough.
All my friends out here with big dreams
Barely write this shit I talk none.
Out my head no funds I don't front.
Show me the talk I can own my own trust.
Put me down, i'm so idle.
Wow.
How do I get this out.
Out my feelings talk so loud.
I'm a social problem child.
I don't speak what I know from the need to know,
So i don't really feel so comfortable.
How can you live with yourself,
You motherfucker.
How many optimists does it take to change a light bulb?
None, their butler changes the lightbulb.
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Pull my face out the mud
Mag shit
Focus
Grab my chest, don't front.
I'm amazed you, don't phase me.
Embraced how I look down upon the dirt.
I'm supposed to be lazing
but i'd rather be nah nah i'd rather be like
Too much.
I'm asymmetric can't be rough nor tough.
Keep your shit in the dust.
I'm no trust fund child.
Made myself for myself no front true wild.
Pray to my divas let 'em calm me out.
Stay in my head while they harm my outs.
Goddamn, swear the beats,
All these cheap surf clones cannot fuck with me.
I swear these indie douches never pay a fee.
Smacked man throwing scams drop him to his fucking knees.
Please.
I feel like i'm wasting my time.
I feel like a hack when I rhyme.
I can't believe nobody tried no,
hands up boy, don't you drown.
hands up boy, don't you fucking drown.
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9. |
Surf Thrash :: bronze
02:24
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Running amuck.
You will not catch me, out in the brush.
Principles up.
You will not see me, switching it up.
Stick to your guns.
Never a punk, always a runt, who'd rather be loved.
I'll burn you with throwaway bars
earn less than a grunt.
Less than a breath.
Steal all your catalogues dead, no ----
Freedom is slavery,
Your content sold.
The liquid remorse all
Purposely false.
Ignorant power,
You'd rather be wrong.
Alcohol sheets, take the to streets.
Friction is gold.
Fuck good faith.
Don't let me persist, tell my stomach don't twitch
While vermin exist, don't you trade.
Everything's moving too fast, feel the itch to my heart
The twitch of the dart, never crazed.
My friends only real in the past,
Never fade.
Snakes only bold in the grass
Don't let 'em escape.
Touch of the dearest die, don't fucking play.
Don't need to rush, painted red got no brush
Never escape.
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