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skyl3r - put out their arms lyrics

[intro]
can’t match these sk!lls, whack raps be k!lled, trap sl-ts be real yeah

[hook]
had a dream, in it everything was lush
i put my middle finger up at the cops
and once they realised they pulled out their arms
and shot themselves in the head
i guess a headache isn’t meant for it

[verse 1]
i guess a headache isn’t meant for it, banging on the headboard
living like a rock star, chewing up the pandol
can i hear a cop car? i can see a cop car
guess we’ll have to floor more, pop star, lifestyle
running from your law. safe behind the steering wheel
battling the law suits, drugs under the floor boards
h0m-cidal misfits, drunk on anything i can grip
i can’t get a grip on this bullsh-t
9 to 5 has me heavy, as i drive this life
liver detrimental to my living
call the paramedic ‘cause i’m feeling top heavy
light weight and not ready for heaven
i may be a heaven sent, you’ll never get
closer to god than these pills i’m sending
people asking me what the deal is with the pills
i say try ‘em, full supply and to protect them i’d k!ll

[hook]
had a dream, in it everything was lush
i put my middle finger up at the cops
and once they realised they pulled out their arms
and shot themselves in the head
they put out their arms, and shot themselves in the head

had a dream, in it everything was lush
i put my middle finger up at the cops
and once they realised they pulled out their arms
and shot themselves in the head
i guess a headache isn’t meant for it

[verse 2]
swooping through the night life, living right, my mic
highlight of my night, my life, my girl
you’re righteous for my riches, i’m higher than you b-tches
my life peaks the limits where these buildings meet
sky of the city is polluted with air, system is polluted with ex
so rude, ain’t using to care, obtuse, i’m using to bear
till i pop on a beat on i’m cruising on air
can’t match these sk!lls, whack raps be k!lled
trap sl-ts be real, trapped up these feels
stuck up, be k!lled, wrapped up, beats chilled
cracked up, we build, chapped up, be still
chap stick, we don’t play drugs
see through? clap up these dudes
applause, please do watch what we threw up
la la pills and drugs

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