satan

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shit talk, fit talk
I'm in a hurry so lemme hit talk
lemme shit on 'em
fuckin' 'em, call me Satan
around the clock, patient
a patron, I was mistaken for the taken
forsaken and awaken.
for once on the occasion, I'm takin' the bait and waitin'
matin', exorcisms that are fated
I was hated, once and I was baited
 
(Tryna deny how I was the person to die)
(I ain't the cho-o-osen one)
 
It's the voices in your head, playin'
Takin' from your bed, then he said
"Don't listen to 'em" reject couldn't keep the secrets
street cred, meet Ed
why? cause I really didn’t wanna get my shit wet
 
shit talk, fit talk
I'm in a hurry so lemme hit talk
lemme shit on 'em
fuck on 'em, call me Satan
 
In Nirvana, (put the new forgis on the jee-)
(I trap until the bloody bottoms is undernea-)
in Nirvana, in Nirvana, in Nirvana
in Nirvana, in Nirvana, in Nirvana-na
in Nirvana-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, yeah
 
can't cross the border if you're already past
can't cross the line if you're already last
can't tell where they were when they crashed
can't say where I was when I got bashed
trashed, then flashbang, and then I got flashed
potayto, po-tah-to, doesn't matter if they got mashed
 
shit talk, fit talk
I'm in a hurry, so lemme hit talk
shit on 'em, lemme shit on 'em
fuck on 'em, call me Satan
 
(Mustard on the beat, h-)
(She said, "Do you love m-")
 
can't fight the war, when I'm cast
how do they know that I'm not fast
how could they know that I surpassed
I always succeed in every task
they never know me under my mask
they only tell when they get smashed

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shyawayyxv
Member since September 5 2024

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