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serg nox - hell lyrics

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[intro:]

ayyyy-yah
ayy-yah-yah
ooooh
ayyyy-yah
ayy-yah-yah

one thing about me, is consistency

[verse 1:]

i feel like h-ll
i work like h-ll
i’m doing well
wish in a well as we proceed
this the next chapter though
up in the raptors though
fornicating in the upper sense
pardon me, i need the present tense
telling stories, get your lighters out
we hit the head
nudge on the lead
disecting all your precious clout
wavesh-ll by the round
couldn’t rephrase this
had to reframe this
posting pictures of the vision
son of poseidon has risen
save the talk, i should show you things
show more than what these labels bring
made my own, so now i’m shaping things

[hook:] 2x
(ooh)
i feel like h-ll
(aah)
i work like h-ll
(ooh)
i look like h-ll
(aah)
bet you can tell
(ooh)

[verse 2:]

save it, save it, save it, save it
then i make it, make it, make it
sharing myself when i work in my stealth
i’m a don b-tch
i’m a god b-tch
put my beeper on my belt
hotline, i’m so heated
if i say it then i mean it
full of it, full on it
jerk through the town in my vans though
many mans though and i’m playing every angle
with the h-ll sh-t
with the punk sh-t
i can’t even f-cking function

[hook:]

[verse 3:]

last line, i gotta k!ll it
get the beans and then i spill it
slaying giants, then i grill it
milly, milly, milly, milly
stranger things act siddity
excuse the ease, raise my fees
gotta live a lil’ diddy
die trying cause of 50′
and you still acting like a naai (poes)

[reporter:]

in modern times
there is for sure
whether you take jackson pollock
whether you take vincent van gogh
a romance about the notion of the artist as the person
whose life is so intense
that it’s more than he can bare
and there is always a question of
“is it a kind of self-fulfilling prophecy ?”
and i think in particularly basquiat’s case
he identified very consciously with these heroes
who had tragic endings

[hook:]



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