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Annorlunda 2

Giving In

BoonieMan x 4Dot x Y4Keepxt - Itching My Hand

Pooda Robin X CakemanCaution "WHY LIE" (Prod By KmobstaBeatz)

RESTINPEACE

Cut another beat up and I cook it in the steam
Demon of the water when I pass another stream
Dump another body and I feel like it’s a dream
Talking bout I’ll fit in where I never wanna be
Drop another track and everybody wanna fiend
Kiri to the Hara lemme back it up I mean
Sorta like I did it with precision like a beam
Holly getting full it’s like he busting at the seams

Aye who that boy bouta pass it deep?
All hands up when I’m at the keys
Two games up when I add the piece
I got a way that I could throw it to get passed the team
Aye who that boy bouta lap the street?
More bands stuck in elastic teeth
Talk about the fit in giving ecstasy
So everybody gon remember when I rest in peace

Raised up to be cutthroat
Never no joke
Still cost all my fucks though
Sleeping unshown
Some stunned where their son go
Steep and unsown 
Either dust or be blunt smoke
Rolled up homegrown
Sump pump full of bones thrown
Filled up, all stone
Sending cuts to the brobros
Ain’t no going broke
Got my guts full of poked holes
Pissing rose gold
Full of lust when I’m blood soaked
Wishing more sold
Dent crust when I crush dope
Feeling more cold
Nut bust when I gush, float
Gargle up foam
Scent musk, not to touch so
Get out my zone
Since stuck in the flushed dome
Dripping out drones
Unbrushed like a rust throne
Staying in my home
Dip junts in the crumbs slow
Light up on go
Bitch cum when I pump, groan
Shaking on low
No sun where the bugs glow
Bet it got stole

Bitch I’m drifting like it’s NASCAR
Trynna get to Asgard
Pimping while you simping
I return to make her back arch
Gripping on that mag part
Just another dead mark
Sickened from within him
They know Holly got a bad heart

Bitch I’m glitching like some trash art
Tripping like a track star
Sipping on some liquid
That might turn me into black tar
Dripping out a damp marsh
Torture under tan scars
Stricken forth to listen
To the howling as the dead march

One blunt go lit for the track I sing
Take two hits then I pass the green
Grey cold mist in my mass of veins
I got family all around me, don’t remember my name
That shit hurt, I’m not mad’s the thing
It ain’t nobody’s fault that I’m a bastard king
Take two sips? Bitch I’ll smash a drink
They know Logan never wanted any chance to think

Annorlunda 2

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