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childishmusicllc - murder mystery - slowed down lyrics

[intro]
yeah, uh

[hook]
yeah
yeah, i gotta carry them burdens from childhood
get disturbing, my wood is a backwood
cat calls in the back woods
it’s the aftermath and i’m back good
not a standoff, just a black hood
not a rider, but i wish a rider would
i don’t pray unless i get ’em back

[verse]
should they ever doubt a n+gga
never that, i’m back again
need a blunt, assistance
p+ssy moving in his f+cking skin
baby, look at me, you will never see
all the pain and the bullsh+t, it’s ahead of me
baby, look at me, you don’t understand
what a knife and a bullseye could’ve did to me
n+gga, i’m the sh+t, i mean n+gga, that’s it
n+gga, i am what you never could’ve been, and n+gga, that’s it
b+tches is gifs
b+tches could’ve nеver dumped it on a p+ssy
n+gga, i’m lit, i don’t do loss and i have flaws
i don’t show scars, i don’t show hеart
n+gga, i don’t show off, i don’t take meds
i don’t talk feds, i don’t degrees
i don’t say yes, i don’t need rest
n+gga, i don’t do loss and i have flaws
i don’t show scars, i don’t show heart
n+gga, i don’t show off
[bridge]
“we’re gonna play a little game
most of you may know”

[verse]
yeah, yeah
i don’t do topics
prolly gone catch a case for the narcotics
prolly committed suicide
a body gone drop or i’ll prolly
find another doubter or hater or p+ssy n+gga
out your hobby, f+ck all these n+ggas
topic change, they bodies
reading these words is like i’m ’bout to mentally
drown in a pool of blood, i’m like a zombie
where the f+ck i’m at, it’s a heart attack
on a camel back, waiting for a chance to pass
i’m a damaged ass n+gga, all my friends are dead
and my head’s dead
n+gga, dad’s dead, in my head, i’m dead
where the f+ck i’m at, it’s a heart attack
on a camel back, waiting for a chance to pass
i’m a damaged ass n+gga, all my friends are dead
and my head’s dead
n+gga, dad’s dead, in my head, i’m dead
[hook]
yeah, i gotta carry them burdens from childhood
get disturbing, my wood is a backwood
cat calls in the back woods
it’s the aftermath and i’m back good
not a standoff, just a black hood
not a rider, but i wish a rider would
i don’t pray unless i get ’em back

- childishmusicllc lyrics

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