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.33 delirium - khan lyrics

hey, how do you do?
im in your house smokin gas with your boo
me and my crew on the way to the moon
smoking on sp+ce till we float out the room

i dont wanna talk
‘you dont wanna talk?’
i dont wanna talk to n0body like you
you like the gum on the back of my shoe
somebody send this lil baby to school

i do not spit when i chew

i only spit out the truth

im just a regular dude
who has got no problem
exceeding the roof

i love the chase !

i let him run then i shoot
i think im bad like im boujee
just like im x i bring weight to booth

i love my timepiece it steady tickin the time away
and i could never have patience to give you time of day
somehow i feel alot safer when my hands hold grenades
and when i pull out the pin you can tell me how it taste
dont tell me what i need ill leave the function filled with flames
and ill make sure that these rappers do not escape the flames
im f+ckin sick of this sh+t
the way they suck d+ck for plays
im f+cking sick of the talking its time for renegade

i am the sum of my ambitions
and my worst mistakes
and imma stick to that like blood stick to my switchblade
you tell me that you 100 and then you switch lanes
i guess that goes to show what it really means to be b+tch made

i got money
on my body
im tryna be somebody
you tryna sound like carti
put a cross on his head like a n+z+
blacked out windows in the mazi
i dont give a f+ck, do you copy?
and your girl wanna f+ck, probably

i came to conquer this b+tch with my clique
got your girl on my sh+t and ahe calling me ghenghis khan
get in my face tryna throw me a case somebody tell this boy im literally calm
i bet you look real funny like humpty dumpty if i came and snapped your arms
i think i f+cked up my kidneys cause im drinkin silly i need me some handle bars
because im going too fast
cant take my foot of the gas
so i might just wrap my whip
around my exs new man and b+tch i will probably laugh

your raps are probably ass
like b+tch i will probably pass
i got my hands on the stash
and i bet you could too, if you wasnt so trash

day job
didnt pay off
so i faced
god
he aint say nun
so ill waste time
till i flat line
im a sh+tty f+ckin product
of this dead mind
(x2)

- 33 delirium lyrics

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