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m8sin - speechless lyrics

stole your sh+t, slam to the ground and i p+ss on it
b+tch my diss songs they always hit
i’m international cause i b+tch slapped a brit
sign this brick, pr+ck
need a name for the f+cka who sucked my d+ck

you can’t handle stick, manually hit a ditch
lollipop, hit a l!ck
win all nine rounds and still never be picked
rig the poll and dip, face f+ck and never respect a chick
jenga i’m on top of it, face on the curb and i’m stomping it

i’m lit
stephen hawking just walked into bill clinton’s offices
and started drop kicked misogynist, gaspin for oxygen
where’s hawk and lox again? where y’all poppin those naughty pens

i’m not racist i respect the color of a penguin, hangin’ with, will smith,and westеn, outdoors questin’, jada on his back like “who you textin’?’

now i’m, avoiding black cards likе i’m playing code+words
codenames, lobotomy, half brain
and you’d still act the same, go practice aim, you’re bad this game
that time of season, flow breezin, background of myself screamin’
i ain’t leafin’, i ain’t leavin’, listen closer
teardown all my brittany posters, you still got up most of yours
actin’ like a encaged bird
burning from light, punch you straight with this mic
i ain’t release this year and that’s all right
i tend to get side tracked, i meant work on tracks on the side
you dissed me, i mean at least you tried
you go for feelings, when you get too fried
everyone’s your friend then which ones mine
just last week you wanted to write lines
i’m fake on the side, you believe in herobrine
giving knowledge to you is a crime
you’re a bigger mistake, then my song, switch sides
cause n0body wants you here, i’m shouting lox
i’m writing so many bops, we tight like a knot, unlock and start shooting at cops
hardstuck is a bop, you stick with a mop, obituary audio got me runnin’ from cops
i’m clever for blocks, kool+aid stain on my socks
new songs lames if you can’t keep it tame, then go away from game
you been dumb since first grade
dog, obey, sit, stay, back to your cage
like travis, watch this violence from a stage
hours of rage and i got nothing left to say

- m8sin lyrics

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