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jimmy luna – taste lyrics

intro
(the kids don’t care, they just wanna have fun, with their pumped up kicks, weed smoke in the lungs, and we party all night but i still feel sad, in the club cryin’ hard, wish this life would get fixed)

verse 1
n-gg- n-gg-, i’m stupid & white as f-ck in this b-tch, never really felt the need to subscribe to what you think.. use to paint the f-ckin’ brink of death in detail, 10-8-p the def-inition of a real one, is standin’ in ya mirror son.. nosferatu in the flesh, ironically i ditched the stress to get a different high from life & i don’t even drink a sprite— lemon-lime it’s all the same.. if she breathes she’s f-ckin’ lame, i’m not talkin’ super saiyan when i say i feel blue today

hook
i’ll do anything

just to get a taste

verse
i don’t give a f-ck, if i offend you i’m sorry— i get loud & ignant like lie detectors on maury… and i don’t spit that conscious or f-ckin’ suck like raury, but i got a couple fans and they f-ck w/ me like temari— and idk my fate, i could probably die like tomorrow.. or get a f-ckin’ gun from solo & shoot at -beep- and do it for the clout like f-ck it my n-gg- yolo, wish my mom could call me one more time, but… yeah

look at me (aye) f-ck on me (yuh)

rip x3

law of attract
straight out the trap
straight out the hood, but i don’t do crack
gucci: my tears
pretty: my face
jeans on cuff, i’m queer at the waist
broke as a b-tch, i wear my own sh-t
love hittin’ my shoot, my demon is p-ssed
sippin’ on p-ss, to get me a break from all the depression that poverty makes you’re prolly impressed how i’m hardily phased, i’m not facin’ blunts, i’m facin’ regret.. i’m chasin’ a feelin’ i tend to forget, because of the internet i have begin to let everyone know how i feel in a thread.. millennial sh-t.. we are a threat

outro
from the norf side.. (long beach) and i’m lightskin.. and i want big tiddies on my wife yea.. with a mansion.. and some nice kids.. and some nice cats, with a white fence.. i reflect heavy.. and i hate light.. so i dipped to the dark of the sp-ce night.. sabernebula the n-gg- w/ the chipped tooth— and shout out pops, wouldn’t cover up my d-ck too

(a tornado flew around my room before you came, excuse the mess it made, it usually doesn’t rain in.. southern california, much like arizona, my eyes don’t shed tears but boy they bawl when i’m thinkin’ bout you.)

- jimmy luna lyrics

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