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james lucid - i do not exist lyrics

im obsessed with flesh like anthony hopkins
ima pop up unexpected like the devils knocking
several hostages till the payment is processed
smoking cigarettes drinking scotch rockin sweaters that’s mock neck
step out the booth and mene gene get the comment
ya flow is basic face it cuz we got nothing in common
reflection resemble satan but say i’m god sent
i’m trying to get gummed by evеry nun in the convent
jesus, n0body bеlieved us until we spit egregious
vc and the league live and direct we sitting next to regis
seething rage, i bleed the page with the harshest words
send me out to sea for my funeral watch the coffin burn
you gotta take a loss before you earn, that’s how you learn
i burn a newport short court is adjourned
with the words im poisoning the rest of the herd
got the juice no glove get the verdict overturned, p+ssy

i keep it thoro through boros like joe from lsu
my auras something like a horror fl!ck it’s a h+llish hue
you get endorphins from embellished truths
my face contorts as soon as i can tell it’s you
ain’t buying what you sellin duke
the truth is sprayed up on the side of your buildings
feed em like i snuck a pill in hold the gun like i was pillman
drill em, like dr huxtable with the chicken patty
you can’t touch it but i grip the mic like i grip the fatty
she called me daddy since clinton was in office
those years were formative my brain can’t get the cl+t off it
snap the clip in off em quick, not a k!lla but not idling
if i said it than the offer is final then
step over your worthless body like allen iverson
a piece of paper and a title for your false entitlement
all my idols are dead and your hero’s are fake
never mind let me chill before i make a mistake
make the box cutter do the bachata
mamma

my orange boxcutta make the world go around
everything is fake but keep counting ya commas
diggin ya grave without a shovel in the ground
if you wanna die on ya feet come holla
perish like a peasant if you wearin a crown
i do not exist i ain’t worried bout ya drama
look up to the sky and please don’t make a sound

- james lucid lyrics

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