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blax (loop) - weeb afterlife lyrics

all these f-cking weebs, getting sent to h-ll
i meant you well, you turned round, gave my chest a sh-ll
i’m blessed so well, i caught it, it ain’t even leave a scratch
y’all be tender, cause on tinder, you never receive a match
squeeze, detach, i’m just listing ways to off your head
the way y’all b holding l’s, it’s like i often said
and you finna catch the ax, i’m spitting facts, and that’s the truth
you can call this sh-t abortion, blax be k!lling off the youth
look, y’all be tweeting, and scheming, but never bring the heat
listened to some verses, i’m thinking you n-ggas skipped a beat
like, y’all be setting the bar low, it’s six inches deep
coming for our cadence, your delivery’s a little weak
i expect it to be free, that’s a clap
hanging on my every word, and you agree, it’s a wrap
i ain’t talking chipotle, paper, but really, based, on that
i’ll be running up on your team, like i gotta stay on track
first, i’ll come for haz, you just a tick, you shouldn’t talk
got too big for his britches, but he ain’t cooking like the rock
leave him shot, he won’t last a single round, when i punch em
i eat p-ssies for breakfast, a little late, like a luncheon
… you coming at breeton, for clout remixing
but just listened to your tracks, and it’s all the sh-t that he dissing
like really, who is you kidding? yourself? look in the mirror, b
this n-gga think he rap, but he wack, looking like mirror b
i think this a conspiracy, against all in the loop and sh-t
y’all can’t come at my bois, just stick to packing, cause we too legit
you useless b-tch, you a side character with a complex
i’m always getting bread, your wallet flat, cause you got naan, since
i keep it all, monopoly, ain’t n0body taking my property
see, this b-tch stuck in poverty, when i drive by, he cop a plea
but this copper, see, the sh-t that you be doing on the side
truly lucky for breeton, you k!lled yourself, like suicide
b-tch, i’m feeling heavenly, just like a deity
i don’t believe in godz, so i’ll k!ll that n-gga easily
really wanted smoke, i’ll light a fire in his soul
if i kick it, he dodging, i think i got the winning goal
it’s kinda funny, how quick this n-gga, gotta, dissociate
you called your diss infinite, i think my diss will only take
a couple seconds, at most, you thinking you can, have hope
send you to the underworld, k!ll everybody, that spoke
and i, am so f-cking sick and tired, of this cranium bar
used that sh-t last year, it was old then, but these same people are
g-ssing themselves, i’ll leave em, gasping for help
beating, on all of my kids, till they, casper, the belt
i’m just saying they go ghost, and leave a body, that’s a homi
all these n-ggas better bounce, like a straight man, drawing nami
you got me? i’ll toss this n-gga, going deep, it results in
the end, of his story, you won’t see this adult swim
like how y’all dissing all these bystanders
leave you on ya toes, until you schmoving, like dancers
my standards, low, but y’all a mess, i need a napkin
all these n-ggas saying nothing, funny, they on chaplin
like charlie, spazzing, biting my finger, at every one of you
don’t need shadow clones, homie, i still feel like double, you
stuck in academia, like, really, i’m just someone who
is mad, sivaden didn’t diss, i’m thinking that his judgment, due
said you king of bakas, i hope your lames, @ me
now i’ll leave a hole in his head, i’m on my james hadley
i don’t go to chase, i’m just gon’ lie here and wait
ironic halloween is soon, you gonna die near the date
i’m lying, i ain’t, mad, i’m furious, like sam jackson
marvel at the iron in my fist, till i blast, em
you can’t block this punch, feel free to block me on twitter
just know by taking that action, that you will not be the winner
i’m colder than winter, hotter than summer, you gonna fall if i spring
a gift, to slaying, stick to praying, i do not need a thing
unless it’s sticks or stones, to break your bones, i’ll do it with ease
thinking you fly? well i’m the alpha, to this delta, n-gga, please
melting deez, with every word spoke
i write in a cursed note, the type that really burns, folk
you finna hold the l, i’m light yagami, with the homi
better stick to writing tweets instead of rapping, this was light, ya got me?
how y’all taking all this sh-t, personal
need some real eyes, not shocking, when i go surgical
stop getting offended when we talking our sh-t
or else you’ll really peep elvis, aim the glock at ya hip
better hop, if you wanna stick to rapping, a bit
i don’t do poetry no more, but i’m still snapping, and sh-t
i’m back with my clique, soon you’ll know that loop is the word
all my dogs be making magic happen, lupin, the third

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