Correction Paroles Feasting.On.The.Guts.Of.Angels. par Grim Salvo

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Slo– ho-no-no– Slow
Ha-ba-ba-ba
Hwooooo

You think that I won’t
I’m sick of the front, I got no f**king patience, yeah yeah
She jump down my throat, manage your expectations, yeah yeah
You’re building a roof when you got no foundation, yeah yeah
Signal the smoke, spare me the altercation, yeah yeah
I’m sick of the front, I got no f**king patience, yeah yeah
She jump down my throat, manage your expectations, yeah yeah
You’re building a roof when you got no foundation, yeah yeah
Signal the smoke, spare me the altercation, yeah yeah

Been a minute since I really took a minute, yeah yeah
Been fixated on too many different women, yeah yeah
I’ve been spinning, avoiding all of my feelings, yeah yeah
Spilling my guts while I’m staring at the ceiling, yeah yeah
I’ve been here too many times
I’m slowly losing my mind

B*t*h I’m broke and I got holes in my clothes but I am not impatient, yeah yeah
What the f**k I do I want? Think I got hesitations, yeah yeah
³³ always gonna be spicy, call it capsaicin, yeah yeah
Under the impression that we’re ever gonna stop but you’re f**king mistaken, yeah yeah
You a façade, b*t*h you so fraudulent
I can see it on your face, not so confident
Tried to manipulate me and my brothers
Thinking I won’t but that b*t*h needs a buffer
Used to pawn licks now I’m top of my game
Peeling the skin back from under my face
Got a taste for it now I just do it for thrills
Tried to bait me, put a shot in his gills
Not mad, I’m the gadfly, no cyanide 'cause the world just gonna keep killing me still
Sleuthy like Socrates, no one’s ever gonna be able to say they bought me
Actin’ like you not there but I still care, still stare with a blank face, wondering what the f**k is on the TV
With a Phoebe, tell me take her someplace, cause she really wanna to please me
Got them blinders on like Peaky
Oh oh oh
I’ve been here too many times oh oh
I’m slowly losing my mind

See red in her eyes, all of these b*t*hes evil, yeah yeah
You twisting your tongue, twisting my mind that's lethal, yeah yeah
Not part of the script, taking you out the sequel, yeah yeah
Right before I leave: I’ma get revenge Max Keeble, yeah yeah
I’ma save you the heart ache
Think it’s time that we part ways Yeah
Not here for the long wait
Think my time is a short stay What
You don’t know the half of me, it’s sad to see that everybody laughed at me like Sąjūdis What (B*t*h)
Now b*t*hes throw it back for me so casually like “Deet-da-deet-da-deet-da-deet-da-deet-da-deet-da-deet”
Poor another cold one, swallow down a whole one, checking my pulse, am I dead? Can’t tell
All that I know is I’m leaving my soul as you’re in my ear screaming “burn in hell”
Clip that *cough* What's up?
Cause one day b*t*h Imma come back, rub this sh*t in yo face
Eat your words that disgraced
No more MIAs, only KIAs, where the dog tags?

You think that I won’t
I’m sick of the front, I got no f**king patience, yeah yeah
She jump down my throat, manage your expectations, yeah yeah
You’re building a roof when y– when you got no foundation, yeah yeah
Signal the smoke, spare me the altercation, yeah yeah
I’m sick of the front, I got no f**king patience, yeah yeah
She jump down my throat, manage your expectations, yeah yeah
You’re building a roof when you got no foundation, yeah yeah
Signal the smoke, spare me the altercation, yeah y–

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