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Lund Weep - text

two slit wrists
with a scythe
to fucked up
had to leave this life
(x2)

it's no joke
to low
I can’t cope
smoke dope
for the pain
1 Glock 1 shot
point it straight
at my brain
do not resuscitate
told u don't hesitate
I put an end to
the voice in my head
nobody ever listens
what I said

I don’t really fuck with the rest
young kid flex
put the blade on ya neck
1 more step bitch
you lose your head
no one remembers
the shit that u did

bury bodies
stack em 4-wide
why they bitch busy
hit my phone line
I have been getting money
off my own time
you should stop biting
and stick with
your own rhymes

shorty you looking so thick
baby come grind on this dick
let me take u back to my hotel
lay u down fuck u good
till that pussy swell

I made myself what I am
I turned myself into the man
I made this dough in my hand
but still, you don’t understand
don't understand

it takes
dedication & some discipline
talent, drugs, and experience
but tbh living life I’m sick of it
even if money still coming in
even tho people still bump my shit
fuck the world
death sound luxurious
look into my eyes
if you don’t think I’m serious
that's why…

Text přidala Pearlie

Video přidala Pearlie

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