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“ALLEGED” BENDITO
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Istasha
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B*t*h i am sickness i needed the rest, ay Never the beating when taking off mask, ay Tower the homeless im brittle gargantuan Teething with diamonds my grasp is immaculate Look at me now, ive got acne with pedigrees Submit my funnel but never bout happy fees Subject to happy feet without a punishment Key card denied cuz im takin off management Punched down to floor, similar to the socio Controlling metal to head liek a magnet-oh, oh Thinkin the solar turning for you, bendito Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, f**k, you another roll Why dont you settle for one thing a time, f**k Back in the system, i'm last one in line, f**k Look i done told you dude, time after time, buck Getting much closer to changing the tide, tuck Stuck up out water but locked out a fishbowl B***ing in heads where i shouldn't like gizmo Never the subject im often the storm with a calm Forming another from touch liek some play doe Tell em original, we kno its peso Gun c*cked, gun shot, gonna lick a boy, ay B*t*h hit me paypal, return yo flavor Artists be owing me nothing but favors My coffee not black but my heart sure be dat way Im not just so sure what problems we intimidate Ugh, you not based god, tell me you flake now Homie im paramount, needed yo spice Where is the sugar and everything nice Dominican rice B*t*h i am sickness i needed a rest I'm starting to question my foe's true duress My face is low-res i stay ducked on the daily Doubting all of those words that you said to me Numerous substance up in the ziploc I don't give a f**k about your wrist***ch, ho Opposition getting caught in gridlock Tryna talk me down but I won't have that, though You think this sh*t's funny, yout think it's hilarious I'm gonna kick him right into the casket It's all about money and it's lacking happiness I do not give a f**k about your habits Lay yo crew to rest, mercenaries on deck We pledge allegiance to the flag under which we flex I don't wanna spend my time So f**king misaligned Sick and tired of all these lies I know that i'll be gone when my ego dies Buddy what should i say to you? Not 2 sure what a fade would do Tell me this ain't what you done choose Holding my breath till my face go blue Now that you packin these numbers its great Looking up back at the rookies at stake I dont want a issue still i break up every grate Simple yet the bristle brittle pack up every date Baby i lost my mojo Im so far from low blow Next i won't be unknown Now im stuck with push, for more
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