Lyrics

Wither is god he cried I shall tell you We, have killed him You and I Yeah okay, yeah okay, yeah okay, yeah let's go Life is a meaningless nightmare Under yo' bed I be right there Runnin' my fade I don't fight fair Been with the shit's no emotion I don't care Nihilistic point of view but I ain't no Nietzsche Smith & Wesson in my pocket when I meet ya Better on my own that's why I ain't got no features Subliminal verse when I'm talkin' my shit that's my mystique, yuh Shoot for the face and I bury him Under the floor won't remember him Fuck on his bitch and I married her Fuck it I'm jokin' I'm fuckin' and leavin' her Draco on my hip I'm lookin' like a Soviet Might be kinda violent guess that's what the Army did See that Gucci on my feet you know I'm livin' it Choppa gon' lay down the scunion they runnin' and yellin', "Holy shit" I'ma Talk My Shit You just Jealous You a Bitch Life is a meaningless nightmare Under yo' bed I be right here Runnin' my fade I don't fight fair Been with the shit's no emotion I don't care Nihilistic point of view but I ain't no Nietzsche Smith & Wesson in my pocket when I meet ya Better on my own that's why I ain't got no features Subliminal verse when I'm talkin' my shit that's my mystique, yuh
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