| Sesh
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| I remain the god of the underground
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| Everlasting corpse I go a hundred rounds
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| Step up and I will glitch you out of bounds
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| On mute, I will get you without a sound
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| Yeah you got a hundred chains but ain’t got a crown
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| We all know what it say on your bustdown
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| Drip drip bling blou, okay what now?
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| That ain’t gon' help when the dark devour
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| You and yours blackout on your team
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| Clap on clap off when we face to face, bitch
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| All bets off, if you reach for us you get your arms clipped off (What)
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| Like a knife through butter
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| You are just a meal that barely quench the hunger (Fuck)
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| I don’t know why I love it
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| Probably 'cause I know what you did like it’s last summer
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| I’m the shadow in the rafters, metal on drywall
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| Listen to the scratching (Bones)
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| Bones never been passive
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| If I get agitated I will end your passion (Yeah)
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| Notice I ain’t say career
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| I can’t give em too much credit if they started last year (No)
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| You’re too new to shit and that includes you, bitch
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| You act too big for your britches, get neutered bitch
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| I ain’t confused, no this shit ain’t Clue you bitch
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| I will flip my faces like Guess Who and shit
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| They wanna be me, that’s some big shoes to fit
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| You boys need an Oscar
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| Act but can’t rap, you a whole imposter
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| You ain’t scary, you a creepypasta
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| And me I ain’t human I’m a real life monster
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| Fuck who you kick it with, I come all alone
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| Pull up at your home, put that razor to your dome
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| Fuck who you kick it with, I come all alone
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| Pull up at your home, put that razor to your dome |