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Sad Boi Hr Vol 3
00:57
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We are the lives that you tried to erase
The offspring of people you tried to replace
Mere teeth of the dragon you tried to suppress
Scintilla of fire you know we posses
Misty eyes glisten with tears born of rage
of sadness and feelings we've been told to cage
Our bellies inferno, hot venom we spit
And we're here in your face to tell you
You Aint Shit
Real sad boi hours, we're boofing and bawling
No dragon balls in a world this apalling
Saucy and spicy like flames we emit
Sassy and draggin' oppressors through shit!
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SouthSide BoofLine
02:18
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Rabbit Biker, Swirls in his eyes
Horse girlfriend, wish he’d die
Candy rat, his fruityness
compensating for something he lacks.
I am way too high
I don't know how the fuck I’m gonna get home to the Southside tonight
Sucking it down
Sucking it up
Throw me down the stairs
White devil, white city
white devils salivating
Don’t touch me if you’re not fucking paying.
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Bismillah
02:42
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If we get matyred, can I be your mistress still?
Circumpolar stars, preserving the secrets of its final signs.
Ponder what's right?
Intuition versus calculations all thrown together.
She swallowed pure fire, claimed the title of dragon tamer.
Introduced me as girlfriend, taught me to sift magic from mortal.
We will always be louder than fear.
I want a new heart, wrapped in tissue paper.
I want to have faith in my body's regulation to avoid over-exhaustion, burning up. What if we reddened our skin, eventually leathering,, sheens of evenly deep bright reds, an infinite constant warmth.
I have no hatred yet I question these illusions.
Mere Dil Mein Koi Nafrat Nahin Hay.
Alone is not a punishment, mirror psychic visionary.
Smashed glass out the window of his 6th floor apartment.
Actualize an ancient feeling, manifest the broken
self divination; brown bodies are a testament to ancestral survival.
We won't lie to cope, we don't pretend!
Wrangling hands
Ringing chance
Sparkling blades.
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Alien
02:23
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Swarm Quervo!
Regresa los ninos
Regresa los xenos
the seed's sown, the creed grows
Promiscuous Immigration
Widows lay seeds of infestation.
Run, no mires para atras.
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P!xie
01:29
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Wandering Around, Black Slip
cigarettes vomit thrown from the roof
small beings black hair
crouched into the haven
into the webs
Sat Down
Bind you
Hushed Away
Violet summer daze
Potentially dangerous predators lurk to eat
Swarms of pixies fragrant in the heat.
Trinity infinity sickly serenity
meekly blindly sleepy freaky creepy crawly....
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s.o.l.
01:38
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Snakeskin Boot; Taking this throat
Suffer unnecessarily, fistfuls of knotted hair. smother me bother him faking it for...
Reeping , reeping, reeping
Sucking a lung out of air
Digging my nails
He frees my mind.
Close my eyes
Let's pretend
I like my limons
I listen to Jupiter, June, July, & subliminal fruits.
Weeping, weeping, weeping.
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Starchild
02:40
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Horns through the chest
Dermal Bone wings
Lose your wings!
Spew the things!
Lick your wrists
Soak the limbs.
Highly Carcinogenic
Cosmic Womb
*Ritual*
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Harbor
02:43
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Holding myself, such a privilege.
Wrecking himself, stuck in privilege.
Cause of addiction; fuck your infliction, protected and funded by the big wigs.
I won't fall for your performance art on why I should get into your car,
into your boat, into the deep end where my life ends.
Sirens asleep, fresh out of water!
We dig our nails deep to leave behind.
Cyber shifts to find snitches, drifters found in ditches harboring homicidal roots.
Site of wrecking, the scores evened out. An amber bottle of poison births a sore lore.
Ordinary kills.
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