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missing texture - nitrous / forfeit lyrics

[nitrous intro]

[verse 1: nitrous]
blizzard on my wrist, huh
flexing on a b-tch
im napoleon you’re kip, huh
imma flip the switch
yo, drip on my friends, huh
ice be in my veins, huh
lookin like a grain
i ride tracks like a train, aye (oh sh-t)
i’m never gonna get another chance like this
imma speed up on this track with some nitrous
double dash up and you know i popped the mushroom
cruised on by flipping off peach and king boo
i’m the type of brother that finesse your b-tch and sn-tch it
she beg me for some seed so we plant it in the snack pit
i make the kinda music that appeals to only crackheads
teacher says it’s weird that we’re s-xting on my ipad

i mean sh-t… that is out of the ordinary… now that i, you know…
sh-t, now that i think about it…

but f-ck it, my man got a crib and we’re buggin’
playin smash bros. taking turns on who’s pluggin’
slappin’ b-tches harder than the beat in this percussion
imma feed your ears until your lyrically a glutton
remember charter members
can’t help but think i was the primary offender
i tend to take up the entire room with all my temper
matter of the fact is i was the spark that formed the ember
aye aye
i don’t make friends, b-tch, i’m mt i make paper
f-ck a job, i’d rather f-ck a b-tch, aye
on the block, my squad is in a race
in your feed, spreading seed
you a wannabe, b-tch, wanna be me, b-tch
i’m a king motherf-cker, i’m a king
i’m a king motherf-cker, i’m a king
said i’m a king motherf-cker, i’m a king
said i’m a king motherf-cker, i’m a king
i’m a king

[forfeit intro]
“why the suicide plane fails ninety-nine times out of a hundred…
the u.s. navy’s accurate fire is enormously effective…
even against the best defense the enemy sometimes gets through.”

[verse 2: forfeit]
back on my devil sh-t i give no f-cks
all of my hate i give through love
all of my effort still isn’t enough
holes in my walls they make tensions feel rough
i wanna die, i want to slit on my throat with a knife
i am so sick of this muhf-ckin’ life
people will leave you and people will die
clipped on my wings to disable my flight
i take a needle i’ll lace it with lye
my girl with me but she’s f-cked in the head
told her tonight i will walk with the dead
friends will leave you brother they don’t mean sh-t
we live in irony, life is forfeit
our lives are forfeit
our lives are forfeit

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