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Don't rub it in, stupid

Blurry picture like the taker wasn't careful
You were bitter, I was winning and you weren't, it's that simple
You were getting forgotten about
But you never had to run your mouth, you could've kept that sh*t down
Doing sh*t illegal, b*t*h, that blade up to your neck
You talk down other people, give them disrespect
I inject myself with needles, all of you are evil

Eating all the beetles
Eatin' other people, tryin' to jugg my name
Talkin' all that sh*t, you get a blade to your facе
I don't care about your friends, all of them arе lame
But all of them love Bug, blood smear, it looks like paint

Blurry picture like the taker wasn't careful
You were bitter (I don't know what you want me to do)
You were getting forgotten about
But you never had to run your mouth, you could've kept that sh*t down
Doing sh*t illegal, b*t*h, that blade up to your neck
You talk down other people, give them disrespect
I inject myself with needles, all of you are evil
You make me not sleep well
You do everything wrong, but I'd feel bad if I tell
f**k you, go to Hell, I was playing games on my cell
Pray for God when I'm in- ... You didn't pick me up when I fell
You make me wanna yell, put a gun to your head

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