@ebksdvn:  its an eccojam of a song that reached me years ago. i made it when i wasnt in the best mental state and just started looping particularly poingant/negative lines from various songs i had in my library.

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We're all over the place Ft twikipedia

minipops 67 [120.2][source field mix]

@kuru
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*lyrics soon*

kuru - Percent (SOCHi POP)

Lyrics:

One sword look like 25 like 50 like 100 swords
Adding lacerations, marks, and bruises to your under sores
Say you leave the ground but you don’t leave the ground like hoverboards
I feel like a spoiled little brat I feel like underwhelmed
With your best efforts
You catch my face pouting
I feel the chest pressure
You never did enough, or said enough, or acted outside of numbing complacency
Watch me disrespec' you blatantly

Credit card knife in my wallet with the crumpled bills
Credit card knife in my wallet and I bet it’s hard
Yeah I keep it tucked and I pray I never need it there’s a
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit card
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Greasy ass dudes got me running like a tennis star
If i have to leave it in you, no regret at all
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Cred-Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit card
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit carde

Credit, credit, credit, credit card knife in my wallet like a knife guy
Sneaky in my pocket sitting nestled with my butterfly
Finishing you last like a whiny little nice guy
Whine it to the dirt bitch, you’re about to fucking die
Cutting octagonal slice your body like a pizza pie
If someone asks what happened, I’ll give your pizza alibi
Want my full attention? Well you’ll only get a piece of mine
Like pieces of the pizza from your sliced up pizza body crime

Cute, like a mouse mouse mouse
In a tiny little house with my friends down south
We get frisky we do kisses on the mouth mouth mouth
Like we’re besties, try and test me, but you’re jesting ‘cause my knife is always besting it’s that

Credit card knife in my wallet with the acid
Credit card knife inside my wallet it’s not flaccid it is hard
The knife in my wallet is rock solid and it cuts hard
The credit card knife with my credit cards

Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Grea-Greasy ass dudes got me running like a tennis star
If i have to leave it in you no regret at all
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards

These days everybody know the truth it’s extensive (Yup!)
Outfit's cheap but my cannabis stupid expensive (Yup!)
I thought that I am transexual and autistic (Yup!)
Body like a bitch is (Yup!)
Flow like limp bizkit (Yup!)
Really fast quick shit, shake you out your britches
Bounce my neck around like potato knishes
Shoutout Little King Jon
DJ put my thing on
Think that you can talk to me
What's up? Haven’t seen you, what the fuck?
Used to regret what I did to you but now I can’t forgive myself enough
What's up? If I see you just once, you won't see me come up
Got a credit card knife, that'll make you-
SHUT UP!

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Released January 24, 2025

Lyrics by Fraxiom Music, Spencer Hawk
Production by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

credit card knife

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doing numbers, hitting bumbers, i done took a nigga glock
said where you running, show em sumn, i can shoot 100 shots
he aint on nothing, knew he bufflin, i can drag him all around his block
im out in london, big stunting, i can get a nigga knocked

im crashing rentals, im wit mental, spent a 100 on some socks
my wrist eventful, big bezel, bullets turn him to some crocks
im changing levels, need a medal, imma buy another shop
my shawty special, fold her prezetle, real steel this aint no prop

i dont know you, dont come closer
raise my hand and pull the strings im a composer
i dont remember the last time that i was sober
chop put him on the news on a poster 

better you than me
if he upping pole on me, you sing his eulogy
shot caller, if im giving orders its just you and me
he better hope i catch him cuz my mans would do him brutally

how you mad she choosing me? i like what she do to me
if im putting on my music then my shawty shake it beautifully
if im gonna step, you know the fit is fitting crucially
betty know my body cuz i always do this usually 

shawty know im hopping out that van in daylight
id take a nigga down on facetime
its gonna be an issue if a nigga wanna waste time
i aint gonna wait to make this money imma take mine

lord knows that i never  do the play time
they goin do a special bout my opps on dateline 
tryna keep it cool but im packing in this waistline 
choppa gonna bark at a nigga like a canine

facetime

Original Song: Sincerely, H. C. Pregerson by Emperor X
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0FSeTC4Z2cQ

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