CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : White Noise
Caught in breakrooms
Unofficial excavations
Digging deep inside the mind to find the problems are fict**ious
Want a part among the victims?
See your knees get blown to pieces
Iwo Jima style
No big surprise
When pride is up, decrease it
F**k is in your patience I would pay to see you waste it
Like a prost**ute with no excuse but reckless evocation
See the blisters on your conscience
Catch you neck less and beheaded
Part from body, spilling nonsense
Automated off of credit
Running out of steam I'll see you drowning with the fishes
No supply
No pressure
Waste of power Where's the b*t*hes?
Train your pride to find some fuel to ride tracks and hide your hypocritic eyes Up on your plate
And dine alright for preaching bugs and crickets
Sit your a** down Full like: "I get the bag"
Ain't depressed still run that sh*t "I get the bag"
See a freshman lie
Never ever hit the back
With your practice, act like trash
Writing about stuff i hate?
Ay thats no f**king problem
First thing is that his dad should have used a f**king condom
Sh*t is getting personal
Your stuff unaccessible
Cause earrape is arrestable
Ay strida and istasha
Dirty flow like gutter
When you flow u stutter
You a motherf**ker
F**k
Come
Test me b*t*h
Show me all your stupid hits
I
Dont
Care bout clicks
I see that you beg for it
Trapmetal is a f**king bliss
Just influenced by stupid kids
That beefing over stupid sh*t
Like which screams more distorted is
Get your f**king sh*t together
Show the scene that you're mature
No one of us will be ever
Famous like your favorite rapper
Unofficial excavations
Digging deep inside the mind to find the problems are fict**ious
Want a part among the victims?
See your knees get blown to pieces
Iwo Jima style
No big surprise
When pride is up, decrease it
F**k is in your patience I would pay to see you waste it
Like a prost**ute with no excuse but reckless evocation
See the blisters on your conscience
Catch you neck less and beheaded
Part from body, spilling nonsense
Automated off of credit
Running out of steam I'll see you drowning with the fishes
No supply
No pressure
Waste of power Where's the b*t*hes?
Train your pride to find some fuel to ride tracks and hide your hypocritic eyes Up on your plate
And dine alright for preaching bugs and crickets
Sit your a** down Full like: "I get the bag"
Ain't depressed still run that sh*t "I get the bag"
See a freshman lie
Never ever hit the back
With your practice, act like trash
Writing about stuff i hate?
Ay thats no f**king problem
First thing is that his dad should have used a f**king condom
Sh*t is getting personal
Your stuff unaccessible
Cause earrape is arrestable
Ay strida and istasha
Dirty flow like gutter
When you flow u stutter
You a motherf**ker
F**k
Come
Test me b*t*h
Show me all your stupid hits
I
Dont
Care bout clicks
I see that you beg for it
Trapmetal is a f**king bliss
Just influenced by stupid kids
That beefing over stupid sh*t
Like which screams more distorted is
Get your f**king sh*t together
Show the scene that you're mature
No one of us will be ever
Famous like your favorite rapper
