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str8xedge - loathe lyrics

[karma+49]
i stay in the game just out of pure hope
been hating my name, i say it, i choke
you played with the blame, it wraps at your throat
you’re saying the same, you’re saying the same
i said what is needed, i’m dead like the fetus i was
when they pulled me out, legs first, beating me
i’m only dead ’til the red he+rs+ stinks of me
how could i miss making heads hurt easily?

[str8xedge]
why these weak b+tches sneak dissing me?
all on my d+ck for lil bit of infamy
b+tch, i’m a god, can’t f+ck with a deity
i’m in your statе motherf+cker, so lock all your doors
‘cuz ain’t no remorsе, no pity for cowards or p+ssies you wh0re
why the f+ck is you talking like this sh+t ain’t do or die?
can’t wait for the silence that come with your suicide

[karma+49]
for what’s its worth, i am what you have birthed
and i do not feel bad ’bout this curse you have gifted me
choppa making opera sounds, it gets larger
walking ’round the elementary, yuh
i do not care what you say anymore
you’re a fabric of vision, these f+ggots
their magic is written, it’s plastic and mixed with my casket
so f+ck it, i’m back in, but f+ck all the acting, let’s get it
hit from the back and stab it, smack it
have her screaming like an activist did it, yuh
sit with the mag, attack ’em, packing hits that have him limping backwards after
cash, it’s grabbing your attention, rappers rap ’bout rapper critics, sad to vision
[str8xedge]
i swear that you motherf+ckers cosplayers
the way that you act like you talented
give me that beef, i’mma eat it like michelin star, my diet is balanced
i’m actually p+ssed at you b+tches
you internet snitches who wanna claim you from the ward
beowulf’s blade and i’m settling scores
b+tch, i am the sword, i aim for your throat
let’s talk about you little man, f+ck you and your fans
you ain’t even dan, you a stan
d+mn, i’ll k!ll you again, so don’t get e+motion+al, b+tch
when i’m f+cking your momma in front of your fam and all of your friends
this ain’t where it ends: your thotty is 15, gawd+mn
you’re actually pedo, ain’t no allegations
scared as b+tch, why you ‘fraid of my nation?
whole situation is f+cking insane, so stay in your lane

- str8xedge lyrics

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