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lobash - tensor lyrics

[verse 1 : ousama]

wake up smell up the heartbreak
alive is the march of violent tiebreaks in the mind of apartheid rhythms
minimise winning for the righteous
rin and i pinned for a slither into riches
he be on the boards ripping
yours truly on the floor tripping
door open cos we tore it
now pouring in the chlorine
get your bath salts sniff on it until your core bleeds
spinning these webs that i embelish
double the think and k!ll the set
when you levitate meet your maker and play safe
we on bigger plaines innovate and maintain a grave danger
been irate find it living in the ditch of my own inner sp+ce
listen in and your can hear it simmer lava bubble magma spiller
pack of cigs and sip of henny k!ll the liver
minute quicker got the trigger finger itch livid disfigure sip smithing still stil born in a milk river
real p+rn isnt all that
on tour looking for an encore
dumb wh0re smelling like poor flats
let the set soar kept boar energy
flex more definitely
dead pan jokes got your neck on stove
west east best d+mn show
never buck but money on my mouth till ho+rs+
cordycep when i pull up cos your body controlled
im a young scotty snot nose drawing up a comic for the oz
got your monologue written i’m your god
soul fitted while you living in a fog
rock liver i don’t bother with the bog
cold k!ller but i’m swimming on the hob
drink henny and your missing from the mob
girl livid cos your ditching her for cop k!lling while your rent thin
instead of leng giving
you ain’t joe pesci you a p+ssy with a fob
[verse 2 : ousama]

the bucks born off the cuff
sharp blades to slash shark tanks
out comes rin with so many how come wins
no foul play but the potty mouth w+nksta is ousted
simply auswithz i survive in this land of miley cyrus rappers & grime artists with 90 lives
you all shoulda died
fan base corrupt and housing lies
everything from your mic disguised as real
but full of violent cries
the potions potent here
no smoke and mirrors
only roasted peppers spitting folk
mom & son in a rowing boat
tolkiens ears perk up and listen to my sober veer
course is wide open for the lore brigade
any tours afar or near are simply stolen motifs
you gon need mo t++th if you think your digesting my focus
going overboard and i don’t need a rope
so hocus pocus motherf+ckers i’m ghost

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