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Poor Soul lyrics

Performer D8VE

Poor Soul song lyrics by D8VE official

Poor Soul is a song in English

Feed the riches with the demon feases.
Baby, i pleaed the fifth.
For the sins i did as a kid no kizz. Don't u dare show mercy again.

When a good boi grew up, the attitude flew up.
Discrimination and the system got me screwed up. Hold up, shawty make me roll another blunt.
Make me realize the last time i fall out of love.

When the sun goes down,# the ashes go proud.#
They left no doubt.# They make no sound.#
They make another list to make the goodies go down. Old fashion, send assassins. They all fucking clowns.

Look me in the eyes and find the questions till my demons fly, till my body get surrounded by a bunch of flies. Wilding on the demon mode before i loose my sight. Sintisize my ideas as a fucking lie.

U gon die, u gon die twice.
U gon die thrice if u played me like a Tamagotchi.
Imma put u in a kamakaze send to Dera Khazi Khan.
Boom bap this bitch like df31
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