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The Void
Khary;Abhi The Nomad
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Give me the mic
Shitting on niggas, I need me a wipe
Fucking on bitches, I need me a wife
I don't drink liquor, I need me a Sprite
I'mma be bigger, my kiwi is ripe
If you don't believe me, believe in the price
The value is up
Can't replicate it the value is us
I am not one to play with
When the volume is touched
I think all that masturbation
Out here fucking with your mind
I think my playlist is racist
It's not fucking with your kind
People wonder how you made it
When they ain't been on their grind
People stab you in the back
Because they lack a fucking spine
I'm cleaning up my mess
The Phoenix is bright red
The feeling is righteous
The ceiling is high, yes
It's easy to die scared
It's easy to cry tears
Just leave me with my affairs
I made a list of all the things that I enjoy
Don't give two shits, I'm tryna block out all the noise
I built a house upon the things that you destroyed
I'm feeling lucky so I walk into the void
If life's a performance
Then art is the moment
Why question my motives?
I Fortnite emote 'em
They been on my dick
I'm collecting my scrotum
I plug in the modem
Cuz I am the internet
What does that mean, nigga?
I don't know take a guess
Fuck OnlyFans, I don't pay for sex
Just keep my name on them paper checks
If I cannot win I'mma pay the refs
What's that, what now?
Don't need a Rollie a bus down
You can't control me, I'm up now
You Nickelodeon fuck clowns
Hope you get used to the "shh"
Hope you get used to the hush sound
You not in my column
You thought I was calling
You'll have to excuse me, I butt dialed
Fly submarine (My mess)
Hope I don't torch my Icarus wing (My mess)
2 weeks in I'm running on E (My mess)
Alphabet soup my medicine feed (My mess-)
I'm better than better than I ever was
Life is a cinema, you don't really gotta roll B
IMax certified, on the widescreen
Two please for the meltdown he's cutting that brief
What
Talk to angels, unplug the cable
I block the noise away
Impossible for it to not affect me
It's seasonal, it's Old Bay
A new obstacle, a new maze
An optimist on few days
Then lost the gist, a new phase
I made a list of all the things that I enjoy
Don't give two shits, I'm tryna block out all the noise
I built a house upon the things that you destroyed
I'm feeling lucky so I walk into the void
I'm feeling lucky so I walk into the void
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