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kinsey - setpieces (freestyle) lyrics

[verse]
f-cking up this track i wanna f-ckin’ take it back
’cause i’m a speed demon that raps and i’mma even out the crack
you want a beating here’s my hand and i’mma rap it round your face
and gag you with a f-cking rag that had used to suffocate

everyone that you know
send you all to pluto
we ain’t stoppin’ at the moon no, ’cause you won’t get no funeral
and i really do hope that you are playin’ ludo

set pieces!

that’s all you are to me it’s hard to be part of this party’s artery
he’s on to me tryin’ to leave f-ckin’

everything!

behind and run from my enemies i’m confronted by anything that would
munch and grind into me f-ck he’s

right there… i see him… his white hair… what’s he drinking

oh it’s gin and… no not tonic

i think it’s sonic printed on a sticker on the side

it’s gennoside get inside, he’s a f-ckin’ menace, i
can’t decide, should i try, seeing if i can provide some sort of entertainment
my, god he ain’t no gemini, legionary lead jedi
he’s a f-cking semper fi

step inside my retina’s eye, cherry pie and desert sky
why do you expect to like, find something that’s kept alive?
not to say i’m dead inside, but really why head hangs high?
the rope around my neck is dyed to match the stress leviathan
that’s why i have been trekking wide to pay off all my debts and pride
every time i set it high, the bar falls back upsetting, i know
getting lino floors installed, breath stinks? try a smorgasbord
let’s think, i can board the wh-r-s, and sink my enormous claws
straight inside somebodies pores. f-ing christ i’m staunchly bored
swearing nice but affording lawsuits? yeah think i will more than pause

on that not there’s not much left

i’ll f-ck you up like ant man ramming
his backhand up thanos’ -sscrack and expanding

like a half a gram of mannequin he’s panickin’
attackin’ on a man again he’ll hammer and then leave you no face

i’m back to win i’ll have another laugh with him
and happen to collapse akin i’ll bring him back and track his whole place
(woo!)

this track is always gonna slap it’s our fate (yeah)
like a trapezoid plate whether happy or nej
rap ’till i’m 80, but sounding like 8
years old ’cause the tables turned
like a roundabout base
let’s round up that b-ss
get a d-mn good old taste
’cause its bout to part ways
he’ll be back here some day
but what happens i’ll take just say goodbyyyeeeee-

nope not yet
i’m coping yep
no c-ke or ket
just smokin’ air
when you’re depressed
and yet my hair
is more in need of dying than you are
yeah
i went there

lemme tell you a story
of a boy name georgy
right
he was walking down more streets
with a .43 in his walkway
he was talking about forking a loan out
on a gold couch with a whole mouthful of
cal-pol now how old do you
think that he was… huh?
he was one of those
big daddy bosses
or would have been
but when he was 3
i intervened
and told him he
couldn’t be me
(haha)
yeah because

errybody wanna be like
…just like lil pump on the screen i see
but nah, who the f-ck gave him the greenlight please
raise a hand please, sir step out of your seat
have you ever stopped to look inside a dictionary
ever heard of rhyming, no? have you ever tried some flows?
f-ckin’ ridiculous, come and look in a book, study it
see the rap industry? stop flooding it
with all this motherf-ckin’ mumbly sh-t
stop smothering it
’till then
gennoside
and maybe
i’ll catch you next time
peace

- kinsey lyrics

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