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kidd process - slipping into darkness lyrics

[verse 1: seth lorenzo]
mom and dad is fighting, strike me once like lightning
so enticing and set it go and try it
b+tches screws they be required in the kitchen
grab my tire, put in work i make my smile
while my homies be on trial
i lost my love, i lost my uncle
another day in a struggle
but f+ck i remain humble
tipsy but never stumble
f+ck your fruitless endeavors
because i’m ready whenever
these rappers bars are severed
they’ll open mine, i be clever, i measure

[bridge: 4dhxh]
i can’t, i can’t hear you
way beyond these echoes
sinking in these shadows
i’m dwelling in the unknown
pray for me to get out
promise to be up now
stop being a mess now
grindin’ till i’m bled out
i can’t, i can’t hear you
way beyond these echoes
sinking in these shadows
i’m dwelling in the unknown
pray for me to get out
promise to be up now
stop being a mess now
grindin’ till i’m bled out
[verse 2: seth lorenzo]
lord just take my soul
and i don’t think i could do this anymore
i think i had enough
i’m not feeling enough
i used to roll these blunts, survive and now i smoke to feel alive, i f+cking love the rush
tell me how the way you feel, tell me why you do
tell me why the way you feel, tell me that you do
cause yo b+tch left, she with another dude
and the demon suppresses, is finally broken loose
because yo vision is slipping, it’s hard to grip it, huh
and everything you ever wanted seems so distant, huh
now the motive and tensions, they steady switching up
i be f+cking bad b+tches to get over my addiction
i can’t, i can’t, i can’t, i can’t

they act like grown kids with no codename
next door they flipping
cocaine and codeine, i grew up where there’s no things such as trust funds and closed gates
just police and dope fiends

they act like grown kids with no codename
next door they flipping
cocaine and codeine, i grew up where there’s no things such as trust funds and closed gates
just police and dope fiends
[verse 2: yon]
face that, face that
face the music like that
project x, scat packs
og smoking gas pack
get back, get back
take a couple steps back
death note, right scratch
cutthroat, wrist slit
darkness giving lap dance
this the dirty dan clan
make believe in lab rats
fairy tales and mixed fetch

- kidd process lyrics

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