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duncecap - fishscales lyrics

[verse 1: gruff lion]

i got b-lls of steel
and a flashy -ss car with some balding wheels i drive
faster than asteroids and wear cashmere so the girls think i’m soft even tho
ugh i’m hard feel me
chest ripplin sweat cologne glimmer in s-x with chrome fenders and rim jobs on tip tops of penthouses wrist watch bigger than grand
fathers wall clock like watch wrist as i whip posture disc jock ya post script p-ssed proper off an iv drip rich ynon responsive and the dispatcher despondent cause she heard me as i vomited, -ssured me a lost cause and
call the squadron in
to scoop the corpse up
a few divorces and and some kids i still
support but i do it all because i’m b-tt hurt lonely and unsure of how i can evolve into old age

[hook: duncecap & gruff lion]

day gimmick, the lane ain’t switching
holy i’m a ghost till the saints see visions
great defense is that -ssh0l- swinging
at the truth underneath every scale of the fishes

same gimmick, your lane just mimic
homie yous a hoe and youy make me sick
that same look at me routine has been played out
since age six, come on and play civil

[verse 2: duncecap]

i don’t really wanna write to this, oh no its meta now
train of thought late, got fired for this sentence, how
waking up and being true, wit ,a thousand other things to do, is
somehow supposed to be right for a sabertooth
overwhelmed, too many stuffs, have fun, my powers suck
mining a golden ego,{i}struck oil in an aquaduct
hydrate within the mud, gunk crust diamond piece
gotta chance to clean it up but it’ll cost more in mining fees
brain training, machine gun hazing
heavy on the bullets 50 caliber of maybes
they suggest what i’m doing wrong but i’m only holding back
an inner beast of pride and care who bloodl-sts a death of honor
also being self aware of
every instance to a hyper critical breaking point / that
imploding every second and-if-you aching joints/ think i’m an
-ssh0l- or c-cky at any moment, just
bite your f-cking tongue and let me own it, ok?

[hook: duncecap & gruff lion]

day gimmick, the lane ain’t switching
holy i’m a ghost till the saints see visions
great defense is that -ssh0l- swinging
at the truth underneath every scale of the fishes

same gimmick, your lane just mimic
homie yous a hoe and youy make me sick
that same look at me routine has been played out
since age six, come on and play civil

- duncecap lyrics

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