prod. desolate lands
vox. sakaree

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when u start regretting shit say nada
this rhythm in my bones n my code like java
i make these man pay for beats off the klarna
unless u family then it's free, ohana
get back wit that witch, man i'd rather
triple backflip into molten hot lava
i do tricks on a loop like palmer
eat another one, snatch hearts like dahmer
im sellin coke out my house like a farmer
skiin over mp3s like klammer
im screamin please free gaza
say it wit my chest, death to a child starver
im bout to blow, osama
big weaponry in the barracks, obama
im a charmer, tree trunk carver
gotta make em gimme ID like starmer

the pain hit u like mike tys 
june one four, that truly was a fright night
took my last ever dab n blew bright white
i was up in the sky about kite height
now i see it crystal eyes, got the right sights
i make em eat their words, give em all a light bite
almost had me on the ropes, was a tight fight
but i overcome it all, i always show quite might
she said i dunno how to act, i was quite polite
dropping weight, world in my palm, i feel like im mike
u man are eating off the hooks, moving like pyke
ticking timebomb, bout to blow, i ain't planting spikes
i get big fuckin checks, i feel like im nike
pedal to the medal, full speed, u man are taking hikes
scribble black magic spells, then i go recite
slay dragons real life shit, i don't need a smite

macho man

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