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sirin - final words lyrics

[intro]
til i mark my final words
love is my engine, haters are my fuel
peace out!

[verse 1]
jiggling jealousy jeopardising love & trust!
bashing & beefing, these b-tches lowkey bite the dust
sipping on earl grey, not spilling the tea
you’re counting benjamins at the same time we count g’s
greedy -ss gobsh-tes selling soil and grabbing gold
snitching the secrets, these snakes are separating souls
divide and conquer is what the politicians say
simple and stupid empty heads don’t know the prices that they pay
is there another way? diss arrogant pr-cks!
put them in their place, knees red and lips sucking my d-ck!
shyness is s-xy, humble is hot
bow to the big man or it be painful in the plot
w-nker i’m watching, i terminate you with my tool
love is my engine and my haters are my fuel
a 1001 cowards have betrayed me and it hurt
but i’ll ride ‘til the day that i mark my final words, little lad!

[hook 1]
snitches
mark my final words!
you are a wack w-nker and you are a piece of sh-t

[verse 2]
snitches get st-tches. you spill the tea, i steal the skin!
people get paranoid, protect me with a pin
96 digits forget the safety and the trust
cause these stories are spilt tea stains or dreary dust
if you happen to meet me again, give me a bucket!
vomiting green, acid-bitter taste cause f-ck it!
seeing you falling down a cliff in attempt to take me down
get denied by every l-ss in every town!
tried to take away my crown, it became a fix you line
faking is failing, you falling, i’m still feeling fine
entered the p-b-rty 24 hours ago
and you’re w-nking cause you’re friendzoned by that hoochie hailing hoe
call the five-o when i thrash you 5-0
garlic in your gob when is your backbone gonna grow
you’re a sh-ll of yourself and the backstab still hurts
but demolish p-ssyc-cks ‘til i mark my final words, little lad!

[hook 2]
i’m not done
you though you could defeat me?
mark my final words!
this is war lad, this is war!
you are a wack w-nker and you are a piece of sh-t

[verse 3]
jiggling jealousy jeopardising love & trust
bashing and beefing, these b-tches lowkey bite the dust
it’s no nut november w-nker still beating meat
and i know a cold hearted b-tch who thinks he’s got that heat
n0body wants to live from my own point of view
alex and benji are cowards, we all know it’s true!
fakers think they’re real in a head full of dreams, they’re living memes
acting gangsta ‘til they end up sniffing glue
yes i’m talking to you! r-t-rded racist sell your soul
telling my tales, you terrorising mouth of mold
next time i won’t let you take my d-ck out of your mouth!
north side ‘til we die! better rush to the south
you break a heart, i would rather break a rule
love is my engine and my haters are my fuel!
betrayed so many times, i am used to get hurt
but i ride ‘til the night that i mark my final words, little lad!

[outro]
you’re so small i can’t see you below there
cowards die a 1000 deaths
where are you? where are you?
mark my final words!
you are a wack w-nker and you are a piece of sh-t
what if i live today, what if i die 2nite?
can i answer that question?
that’s how we do it on this north side, lad
go back to were you belong, down below. i can’t see you there below, yeah
i’ll never see you again, never want to see you again
give me a bucket, i think i drank too much last night
final shots, final words, bye!

- sirin lyrics

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