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arwindpianist - strictly underground pt 2 ng lyrics

[intro]
yea..yea
i’m thinking about you
lucid dreams
kinda scary
whoa…

[verse]
i’m drinking my head up
smoking my brains off
got codeine in my cup
please don’t wake me up
i’ve been through so much
love ain’t gave me nothin’
plan kinda backfired
we at the end now
start hallucinating all i see is myself now

[pre chrous]
yea…,
i do all these drugs to help me see the world in a better way
sh-ts falling apart but i’m still coming up anyway
too late to restart but ill still forget her anyway
all i see is scars, i lost about one friend anyway

[chorus]
fake friends
fake friends
fake friends
all i see is fake friends everywhere
threw all that sh-t in the dark cuz i know i ain’t going anywhere
if id go back in time, id remember to forgive and to forget
if id left love behind, my broken heart would be perfect

[chorus]
fake friends
fake friends
fake friends
all i see is fake friends everywhere
threw all that sh-t in the dark cuz i know i ain’t going anywhere
if id go back in time, id rememb

intro: awon
uh huh, awon again, thomas prime, goon trax, check it

verse 1: awon
one of the warriors who got the game mastered
cobain i’m stillmatic on yo broke -sses
blazing narrows for fakes fameology
just tryna live and drop my sh-t properly
trap music for the southern underground
champion sound death is certain when i come around
spit monkey bars, murder grand masters
h-ll with the staff is, bug the ecstatic
labor day is for pimps don’t pay taxes
b-tches run when the realness happens
these are the disposable arts spitting darts
for dead ringer, that’ll rip yo b-tch -ss apart
this is ghetto pop life, they wanted the doc-mentary
pick a bigger weapon return of the mack lyrically
i know i’m dope i live below the heavens
i sleep when you dead, it’s a 187

hook: awon
and they say i’m strictly underground
these rappers haul -ss when i come around
still droppin realness with a gutter sound
i will never stop flowin (stop flowin)
(x2)

verse 2: awon
underground kings, i’m the american gangster
the undisputed true still sh-ttin all you w-ngsters
waiting to inhale because i exhale
tronic third world techniques, immortal from h-ll
the show is donuts, and then what happened?
the renaissance came and i was the captain
i desire to spit fire and never retire
return of the magnificent through the wire
i still stank on ya, and get cake on ya
deploy inner corners still got the weight on ya
mad villainy purple haze got me feelin me
grande has already p-ssed now the illogy
claims king the loan, behead you at the throne
and you can tell yo b-tch that daddy is home
this is for the grown children, the underground feeling
it’s so appealing, my crib has no ceilings

hook: awon
and they say i’m strictly underground
these rappers haul -ss when i come around
still droppin realness with a gutter sound
i will never stop flowin (stop flowin)
(x2)

verse 3: awon
all i need is food and liquor, i’m cool calm chillin
love supersedes, beautiful loser they feelin it
fiending for the fish scale, yeah i keep em coppin
when life gives you lemons all you do is keep droppin
i was born like this, still fine then forever
my game theory is keep spittin and flow better
you need this music, my raps is so cl-ssic
a world concept’s iller tracks for your -sses
relapse on your recovery, no one can f-ck with me
thank me later for my newest discovery
the wizard of poetry, poppin off lasers
that imaginary players who don’t root for the lakers
i’m kobe with the mic, black mamba when i strike
slice your windpipe when i sit down and write
this sh-t is five mic, the tipping point, the m-ssacre
before i self destruct, i will murder whack rappers

hook: awon
and they that i’m strictly underground
these rappers haul -ss when i come around
still droppin realness with a gutter sound
i will never stop flowin (stop flowin)
(x2)

outro: awon
yo we’re all just beautiful losers, tryna make our way in this world, waiting for tomorrow waiting for the next cl-ssic joint to drop, we got a chance to make it right ya know what i’m sayin, look to all ya’ll saying hip hop’s already dead just hit rewind on the track man it’s about taking notes, feel me
er to forgive and to forget
if id left love behind, my broken heart would be perfect

[outro]
yea…
my broken heart would be perfect
my broken heart would be perfect
yea…,
yea

- arwindpianist lyrics

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