Just wanted to hear you, Through dying lips. Just wanted to point out, You're full of shit. Getting back all I wasted, On such dishonest hearts.
번역: 배리. 당신은 나의 대상 대상입니까.
to leave the scene you started stagnant This is nothing fraudulent This is that sure shot itchy finger lingering Behind your target audience You got
tongue in a pickle jar So here's a quick freestyle to my target My core audience, fuck the rest of the market 'Cause I spark it, styles, I loan shark it Then break your legs if you
Every one of my lyrics when you hear it it'll burn your face as sulfuric acid If you're holdin' the microphone I suggest you pass it. Hand it over quickly
memories of your playground love are catching up to you but these battles need not swords This open journals empty rhetoric so par for the course A target audience
and the moving target I can't talk talk until my face turn blue Hey girl, you, girl put that right here This what I'll do to you I live, I live, I live
father's your prison you see The valley of death we are free Your father's your prison you see I see all the young believers Your target audience I
Philosophers are wondering when, what's next Pieces are took to last who observe them They couldn't absorb them, they didn't deserve them My ideas are only for the audience
street They paint my car like a target I take my orders from fools Meanwhile some kid blows my head off Well, I play by their rules So now I'm doing it my
as memories of your playground love are catching up to you but these battles need not swords this open journals empty rhetoric so par for the course a target audience
to you right now but you don't really want it. I'm born to the sauce that make ya heart skip, if you rolled as much as you?re told you?d get car sick
are demonstrative or else my chances of retirement go spiraling So then I work my way into their subconsciousness I tell them always use caution, now, cautiousness, because Are you absolutely positive that you
a pickle jar So here's a quick freestyle to my target: My core audience, *fuck* the rest of the market! 'Cause I spark it, styles I loanshark it Then break your legs if you
I treat my audience with respect and my dialect is interjected/ Into conversations worldwide, a piece of heaven injected/ Into the blind, scales fall from their eyes/ It?s all to my
death, we are free Your fathers your prison(?) you see Valley of death, we are free Your fathers your prison(?) you see I see all the young believers Your target audience
