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Paroles de Cyberspace Wasn't Meant For Me

Interprète $carecrow

Paroles de la chanson Cyberspace Wasn't Meant For Me par $carecrow lyrics officiel

Cyberspace Wasn't Meant For Me est une chanson en Anglais

Reaching for my pocket
The loop in which I went broke
Yet again me smoking joe
Nicotine up thy envelope, hoe
Need another pen
Cuz I'm writing my final words
Hope I made a lil' change
And this ain't just a blur
Cruising by crucified with the grin on my face
A few stars shine bright now I'm stuck in one place
I got a hundred thousand ways to escape this pain
But then again, why the fuck would I change
When I'm just insane
Wait what-
Get bucked that's just my damn luck
You see me throwing up in a bucket
I better duck, quick
Rising from the ashes like a motherfucking bird
I'm coming to fuck the world
This shit do be getting worse, uh
Roleplay with a bottle of Gin
I wanna take my life at the bottom again
I bend both my knees fucking break 'em in half
The plot it changes overnight but it ain't that bad
They know, they know
They know, $carecrow
So cold, like whoa
Lay low, low low low
Dropping never stopping I duck in between these bars
I'm a fucking ninja turtle my cover, blow me to Mars
Never doing drugs and I'm never going to Hell
Now that's a buncha fucking lies
Even Satan knew I was dying
From inside the coffin laughing
Got that blackness in my lungs
Still smoking funky-looking blunts
And I promise I will never give up
This ain't what you wanted
I'm terrorizing your planet, aye
Imma bring a comet to blow up this bitch
You call it Earth
Light up a cig as I watch it all burning away
What you gon' do about it, nothing fool
Press fucking play
Razor blade up in my knee
This world was never meant for me
$carecrow at the bottom all cold
Gotta open my veins, open my brain
Ooh, ooh
They know a motherfucker, don't praise me
Bullet ricochet from the back of my head, I'm shaking
Knees weak, outta breath
Wasting all my life it gotta fucking change or renovate
Ooh
Damn, bitch-
Damn bitch wearing gold in a cold ass ditch
You wanna slice my wrist, I better like that shit
Another counterfeit bitch in the endless abyss
I wish death on me cuz I'm fucking sick
Six feed under, down below
I catch you duckin' motherfucker
Slippin', dead ass hoe
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Auteur: Plamen Raev
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