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Suicide Drills
CRIMEAPPLE
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I know how it feels, oh, but this is real
Oh, but this is real
Whoa, yo, this shit above the norm
We saw the flood and storm
The feeling wasn't warm, my love is torn
My uncle puffin' corn, butter form transform
My dorm from dusk 'til dawn
Shit I gotta live with and still might serve to God
Hurts inside, try to say a prayer, put Allah first
Awkward, Carvel yells for the soft serve
I hit the bag 'cause everything is weak, I'm quenching y'all thirst
That famous rapper sweet, pellet touch him, that's a Starburst
I mean really, y'all ain't even fucking with the artwork
The verse, that's sharp work, haters like Shark Week
Diet like I'm part Greek, lamb meat coma
Aroma like I could defeat glaucoma
I write you three joints for one Range Rover
Sober, you try to pop, I add more soda
Mom don't even need a broach, I'm just approaching my stride
Squeeze the needle, make you open your eyes
Arroz con huevo frito since I was chiquito
Always had poquito, now this shit sound perico
No question, I would've been Pablo's favorite
So if you just rap, his name don't say it, that's basic
True lineage, rappers ass, that's the anal climate
Spud on the barrel, keep the neighbors quiet
This go over your head, I scrape the Pyrex, now take consignment
The road was rough, you couldn't take the mileage
Listen, just make the motherfucking montecas
Hit 'em in they fucking face
If they don't like it, motherfuck 'em
All these pussy ass niggas, man, fuck 'em
When they ask how much the price is, keep doubling it on 'em
'Cause they ain't believe from the motherfucking beginning
Make her jealous, I don't need Margielas
To get salt in the mascara, stunting on her like Bam Margera
Avoiding basa, can't wife a trollop
But if she asking, I do the thread count like Jackson Pollock
Or just a dollar, pain made me human, God made me special
Illuminati let us crack, I never smoked a pebble
I see Bugattis when I rap and other golden vessels
Shit you spoke was disrespectful, smoke, you get a chestful
Either that or you get heckled, trying to clone the level
I couldn't fathom being average, not touching this cabbage
I write manure, make sure my outfit tempura
This that marble in the shower, whole foods in the fridge shit
Pimp shit, never back to EBT skimp shit
Shrimp dish, wine sniffing, all-star rhyme division
I'm in contention, lames sitting on the pine bitching
Does it suck to be Mike Dunleavy?
You still hanging on with hope like shit might come easy
Scallabriney ass target like you hungry for a cartridge
You really dope? You ever seen 'em sneezing out the cartilage?
I wasn't sure
Ayo, Con, man (What?)
Congratulations on the new motherfucking tape, man
It's a new beginning, man
Listen, just keep beating these motherfuckers in the head, man
Don't ever motherfucking stop, man
Ain't no more fucking handouts, no more hand-me-downs
None of that shit, man
Matter of fact, make sure when you put this motherfucking tape out
That shit got a disclaimer on it
This shit'll fuck up your life
And it's deep, bruh, I done did it all, I done seen it all
This shit'll fuck up your life
Yo, grab your motherfucking blunts
Pop your fucking pills
Get you a fucking beer and sit on the curb
And enjoy the motherfucking music
Monteca, one
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