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kidhypno - hypno lyrics

[verse 1 kidhypno]
asking how he’s doing sh+t i’m checking in
came onto the scene like sh+t i’m stepping in
standing on my money like the tallest
feel like uzi when i’m talking gotta make sure i ain’t “fitting” in

(uh) pull up to the crib like sh+t what’s happenin’
only place that i’m at is where the fashion is
i agree with the haters i’m a terrorist
imma blow up sh+t i need a f+cking therapist

therapy for my memory
remember these “crackers” hating me
got these alt+rights debating me your funny dawg
but who’s the one here making money dawg?
sh+t thats what i thought

since 5 been hated for my ethnicity
white kids will do anything for publicity
they wish that they could be like us
only time i give a f+ck
is when my money’s up

[verse 2 stella knutagård]
ett år standing, still outstanding alltid gjort min egna ting
jag har ringar på mig för jag gillar när det säger bling
vet jag är en tjej men jag har alltid varit f+ckin king
mina tracks sätter sig på huvudet som tatuering sink
jag är princess zelda i don’t f+ck with any weak link
om du vill ha trouble kommer långa v+v+värsting ”p!nk”
blessar någons mic i någons crib sen luren ba cashing
mc’s stänger munnen som det var en film från chaplin
toppen kebne kaize, få i min ring som en cypher
kommer med den nya stylen
vet att folk ändras när dom får para på handen
aldrig fastnat på den hypen
hypno bara hoppa på tracket jag bara mannen vi löser
slapar b+tches höger o vänster som om det var grindr, respektera grinden
jag börjar känna en tyngd på mitt bröst efter sättet som jag carria landet
(peace)
[bridge jpegmafia (sample)]
it’s sh+tty as f+ck
so sh+tty, um
i got off the plane and uh
um, i got off the plane
and as soon as you get off the plane
you’re in this weird area
just this odd area
like this closed off, deserty area
and you step off

[verse 3 kidhypno]
being reckless spitting recklessly
ion got no opps but i got a lot of enemies
was about to stop i done thought i was done
we was crying told my mama i can’t always be your son
(it’s the truth)

we was hanging in the booth i done saw talent
couldn’t fathom what i done
i’ve been a bad friend but a worse son
dont pull up to the crib if you ain’t making sh+t
been making money moves since i was a little kid

b+tch i am the kid don’t know why you trying
never met a white kid, that wasn’t lying
and i blame these white rappers on 8+mile
y’all f+ckin with eminem and his hate crimes (okay)
y’all been treating us like sh+t
done threw us in the ditch
y’all can’t even f+cking tell which is which
if i talk and act like y’all will you like me
or does the tongue of my mother make it unlikely?
(it’s hypno)

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