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zoda.wav - genocide lyrics

don’t immortalize me on a tee
immortalize me so i can see it
so i can be another legend for these kids to bring up
another martyr they can love above scum

if you wanna point a pistol at me make it f+cking bang
make sure my brain hangs
i don’t value my life so i sure as h+ll don’t value yours
this
this destruction it leads me to nothing
the time keeps on coming the actions come pumping
i now see the problem, the problem it’s you
hating the world that surround us, it’s true
mixing the guilt with regret then you jump off the edge what’s that do

medicating all this pain just for me to feel numb
but every single f+cking time im taking one of these drugs
i wonder how much my time has been shortened
i don’t care, i know that i’m not that important
i’ll take my own life just to show that i’m worthless
you worthless i know
you don’t give a f+ck about the blessing around you it shows
and even if you hate to be around, sh+t you gotta know
that tomorrow isn’t promised so today will have to do
you don’t have to take ur life just break the peace and start anew x2
1:22 i’m like a dog stuck in a f+cking cage
containing guilt, obsession, and cadence of greed
i’ll split your f+cking neck and ash ur corpse out with my weed
they calling me the reaper cuz of all the souls i done freed
i don’t look for forgiveness from those that have witnessed
so just mind yo business
(so just mind yo business)
get the f+ck nuts you won’t let my d+ck breathe
p+ssy talking on my name while they girls on they knees
she be giving me that sucky suck
she said my d+ck as thick as a hockey puck
i pray these little b+tches step to me
so i can cut they f+ckin d+ck off vasectomy
lemme raddle my chest like a mf ape
she be grabbing me d+ck and that sh+t kinda great

when i die it’s called a tragedy
when you die it’s an act, an act of travesty

beat the b+tch with her acrylic
my d+ck a relic
and she playing all my songs cuz my voice angelic

i can sing, rap, scream, and fight
you p+ssy on the mic you can’t even write
just rap about drugs and then call it a night
i make the b+tch cum to me so she booking her flight

why everybody always gotta say that they the king
when all they music be sounding like the same thing
dyingsoon we coming like a salt wound
you f+ck with us then you gon die soon

i be snapping off this sh+t like a motherf+ckin turtle
d+ck all in her throat now watch as she gurgles

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