Lyrics pygmies - Auxxk, Deademane

pygmies

Come on break ya fucking lungs
Jackie Owens wit da jays
Shit smelling the plague
Giving no fuvk what you think
Fuck you thought this a joke
Fuck you triiping off da boat
Seen you taking fucking notes
Tryna act like you my folks
Fuck is wrong wit you lil hoe
Nick cannon wit my drum
Iont know when stop
Man I swear
Fuck ops
Slipping up that’s a never
In the trenches wit brudders
Life test my fucking levels
I swear only smoke better
Sorry that is your woman
She a real dick eater
Losing my mind, Tryna live wit some empathy, simply you was not meant to be,
history feeling so empty, the world meaning shit to me, non of that bullshit
can get to me, gif of me
Smoking a quarter, back feel to the border
I’m smelling like honestly
Play wit no lag to me, come wit some strategy
Teach you how daddy be, speak wit validity
There is no kit to me, mental be shitty these people are shit to me
There is no end to me, I am that entity, you niggas wish you be
Snakes up in heaven
Ain’t trusting a soul
Yo word meaning shit to me
Actions come wit a fee
Have you like what is he
Mandark the chemistry
Flows bring misery
Darkness is what you see
Bad luck the prophecy
Y’all niggas gossipy
I’m bout philosophy
Caution ya heart is weak
Started but didn’t geek
Drunk of my energy
Fuck off ya killing me
Purging revealing the
Truth of the matter
Dramatics da climax
Done cleared out my sinus
Deciding who real and who fake
Cringing
Infringing
So common
Embalming
You varmin
The shit
But I’m charmin
Da shaman
Alarming
You niggas
To thoughtless
My process obama
You end up osama
Dat red dot iconic
You sweet
Keep on running
Ebonics be tonic
Kill I’m a god
Delivery spotless
Can’t spell
I’m retarded
But bars be bombarding
Remaining unguarded
Unbothered, a scholar
Les finish this scalping
Been blessed wit da honors
Machetes get covered in horror
I kill off the boring
I keep on the torment
I used to be dormant
Applying this pressure revealing the snakes
Playing the fool, but been peeped yo ways
This shit ain’t news, you been dug ya grave
No fucks from this way
What you say
Out yo face
Get you laid
Don’t you flench
You lil bitch
Catch my gist
Or my girth
You lil shit
This a gift
For yo kid
And ya miss
Get da gist
Of my list
More blood on my shit
Been stressing I’m sick
Of the fuckery
Mockery
Clocking me
Hawking me
Watching me
Stopping me
Fuck out my space
Keep a dog on me
Feeling so fartherly
Y’all niggas off to me
Need you some guidance
Come sit in my company
I need me some money
Been broke for a minute
I take me some money
They calling me felon
Shawcross be process
Yo heart be my dinner
You look like a winner
Something like finely
A legend by word
Menace like loc
Defined as the goat
That’s all that she wrote