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salemkuma - cold wave lyrics

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[intro]
(salem)
okay, ayy, ayy, haha, uh, hahahaha+agh!

[verse 1]
wakin’ up at 6am, to take my mornin’ pills
i’m just existin’, why the f+ck my life is borin’ still?
don’t need designer, or a whip with shiny foreign wheels
just want a blunt, and a vinyl repeatin’ lauryn hill
life is in slow+motion but it’s goin’ quick
they think that i’m so funny, but i’m not f+ckin’ jokin’ b+tch
no, point up at ya’ head, and fling a throwin’ stick
i hope that you get shot, and then get stitches wit’ a sewing kit
yo’ body never lived, and it was doused, and lit wit’ gasoline
yo’ story won’t get covered by the news or less a magazine
then i f+cked ya’ widow, yeah, i rubbed her down wit’ vaseline
that hoe be takin’ cash or card, like she a f+ckin’ snack machinе
these rappers claimin’ slang, rеpeat the sayin’ “on my dead!”
so what the f+ck you even jockin’, b+tch, i’m on ya’ head
you’ll never meet the motherf+cker that’s inside my head
he only speakin’ through the raps, as long as i’m on meds
losin’ consciousness, and livin’ with no confidence
commitin’ acts of violence, and remainin’ without consequence
think i’m crazy, or i’m fake, the way you think is common, yes
but it don’t matter what you thinkin’ ’cause i’m comin’ up to prominence
[verse 2]
to keep it real wit’ you, all you b+tches can blow me (f+ck you!)
you the first to f+ckin’ switch, you not a bro or a homie
half the sh+t y’all always flex about is f+ckin’ baloney
boy you typin’ on the internet, and think you can hoe me?
rappers f+ckin’ phoney, man i hope y’all meet the mac+10
runnin’ off concerta, wit’ a monster and a dab pen
oh you got some money? go and show me where yo’ stash then
i’ma be right here, do y’all remember ’bout the mac+10?
back then, i would write my lyrics in a binder, wit’ a
black pen, crushin’ up this kronic in a grinder, and i
laugh when, rappers think they fire, but they bars are never
at 10, you don’t got the passion lil’ homie, now you past tense

[outro]
hey, now you past tense
motherf+ckers mad as f+ck, ’cause you past tense
hahahaha! god…



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