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Maybe I'm Detached

Syringe
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Y'all gon' make me act up ('Ringe) They gon' make me act up They gon' make me act up Y'all gon' make me act up Rackin' up power cells, I go on a Rambo romper Fuck that Mackovich, he stink and smell, jus' like your bitch Landfill, we go crackin', breakin' up all that mess you smearin' They don't like us 'cause we 'bout to leave these fuckers screamin' "Ayy, ayy, ayy," every goddamn day I remove you out my way, I rebuke you, in my lane You not weirdo, you a lame, tryna be a corporation I don't like it then I say it, I ain't finna fuckin take it, woah 'Ringe boy, sound like he breakin' off of the camel back Tacky, tacky, clone of another nigga like you are that Fill your fuckin' hole up with soap and bleach and detergent, boy Motherfuckin', nothin' is new around me, I hate it, ugh Call a plug, slangin' pussy, smokin' Reggie, cop a Stรผssy Poppin' sober, hangin' over, sleepin' over, spendin' cobras Suckin' money, makin' money, bakin' money, flippin' tummies Aggravated, agitated, fuckin' hate it, eat the pavement I know, I know, I know, picky motherfucker, ain't he? I know, I know, I know, eerie motherfucker, ain't he? I know, I know, I know, picky motherfucker, ain't he? I know, I know, I know, eerie motherfucker, ain't he? They know I don't fuckin' understand yo' lil' broken world Any move you makin', boy, I watch up and go lurkin' closer Bangin' up anythin' to ease the simple fuckin' headaches on me Reaper waitin' with me, with no warnin', finna fuckin' call me Blood all in my mouth, what I get for prolongin' my anger Breakin' down the house, what the fuck are we doin' here? We got piss to pan to pot, we don't need another plot We got shit to fuckin' move, now go and take the damn shot Ugh, try to undermine me? Bitch, I'll tear your fuckin' ears out Askin' 'bout commotion? I can show what I talk about Pickin' up pick up pace, take a piss upon ya face Sell the plates upon your plates, I don't give no fuck today, yuh I got the fuckin' rage, none of you niggas fadin' My pressure upon the surface of Earth, what the fuck you sayin'? Bitch, my name Syringe, wash the cum up out your ear Ayy, ANTI-WORLD, blah, blah, blah, fuck a year, bitch I know, I know, I know, picky motherfucker, ain't he? I know, I know, I know, eerie motherfucker, ain't he? I know, I know, I know, picky motherfucker, ain't he? I know, I know, I know, eerie motherfucker, ain't he?