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cloud nine - no scope lyrics

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[verse 1]
passing me that can be maximum tragedy savagry gonna get me back to the racks but see your faculty is actually smoking packs on the balcony
tryna relieve the stress of squeaking by peeping my sh+t for inspo
next they hit the dispo
practicing since p+ssing myself well into middle school
doin these fools like nicki
i just sh+tted on em
i ain’t ever quit eating im like a big piranha
well done these songs are like shishkababs
because they profit from the sauce+age and p+ss em off
simplistic vixеn hits my insta with persistence
so i had to go and nix hеr
like a mix of the sixers and knicks fix switch get positionless get conditionless
diss me welp lil b+tch i think the diss’ll miss
trust up you don’t want to be missing this
the day i give a f+ck the world’ll turn to a pessimist

[hook (x2)]
fool, yo flow slow
i’ll shoot ya no scope
ya route got no road
my roots ya don’t know
i’ll shoot ya no scope
ya route got no road
my roots ya don’t know
my roots ya don’t know
[verse 2]
frazzling apathy was so wack it went in the trash back to the lab
ass crack in high school had a rash
that was the worst pain i had ever endured raise steaks
like a baby cow
the reaganists are freaking out
peaking out the curtain like slim shady
i been k!lling this sh+t lately submissive ladies
are into it maybe
sick of all of my songs coming up short
i’m part time employed apartheid ignored all over the world
our hearts are annoyed
our dark side grows in strength until it’s frankly fed up
with all this
nonsense
locked in red eyes
when it comes to shooting, ima deadeye
but only with bow and arrow this bread makes me so panera the shows are gon bring histeria
hoping em’s in the area
pain brings the porsche carerras
then the chevy camero
then the press with the cameras
and the stress that’s inherited from the parents they’re caring but they don’t believe in snare chopping bare knuckles stuck in a snare i got inspired by air
think that an inkling of deficiency
i can’t get rid of with pen diligence
send real mc’s
my den gave me steam
[hook (x2)]
fool, yo flow slow
i’ll shoot ya no scope
ya route got no road
my roots ya don’t know
i’ll shoot ya no scope
ya route got no road
my roots ya don’t know
my roots ya don’t know



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