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useless - 6enisntreal lyrics

[verse 1: xul south pacific trading co. est 1918]
why the f*ck you wanna be me?
you like me, f*ck, got me on repeat
swear to god, b*tch, everybody wanna be me
look around town, higher than a b*tch
swear to god, b*tch, i don’t really f*cking give a sh*t
off these drugs everyday, yeah, i’m really gone, b*tch
(yeah)
what the f*ck you thought? what the f*ck you thought, b*tch?
(yeah, huh, yeah)
yeah, keep on talkin’ sh*t, get your cash up
that boy wanna k!ll me, f*ck yeah, you’re getting slashed up
yeah, i’m finna stab you in your throat and your back, bruh
yeah, i’m finna stab you in your gut and your face, b*tch
i don’t give a f*ck, yesterday and today, b*tch
h*ll yeah, b*tch, get the f*ck out of my face, b*tch
what, what— what do you want?
i don’t really give a f*ck, yeah, f*ck off
every single day i wake up, i’m high as f*ck
i don’t give a f*ck
swear to god, b*tch, yeah, i’m off of all these different types of drugs
yeah, i’m f*cked up
i don’t wanna do sh*t, b*tch, f*ck you, b*tch
get the f*ck out of around me
i just get the cash, get the money
(yeah, yeah, f*ck, yeah)
it’s not funny, yeah
high as sh*t under the sun when it is sunny, b*tch, yeah
i don’t give a sh*t, bruh, suck on my d*ck, bruh
f*ck every single f*cking thing that exists, b*tch
i don’t give a sh*t, b*tch
(b*tch, yeah, yeah)
what the f*ck is this, b*tch?
yeah, i swear to god, yeah, i’m useless
yeah, i don’t do sh*t, i don’t do sh*t, yeah
i don’t really care about you, b*tch
punch you in your face, and then i’m knocking out your tooth b*tch
yeah, i’m cool as sh*t, i’m sick as f*ck, i got the flu, b*tch
yeah, yeah, yeah
[verse 2: unjustjumar]
s*stupid ass— ass— n*gga, yeah he strai— ai— ai—, —our
hundred f*ck— f*ck— f*ck— f*ck— f*cking bands, it only t*take an hour
t*take an hour—
—ucking bands, it only—
a* a*, a* a*, a* a*
all this f*ck* f*ckin’ bread is sour—
all this f*ck* f*ckin’ bread* bread is sour—
bread is—
[?]
—i, —i
stupid ass* ass* ass n*gga, yeah, he straight* straight [?]
hun* hundred f*ck* f*ck* f*ck* *bands, it only t*take an hour— t*take an hour
a* a* a* all these f*ck— f*ck—
got this b*tch on my d*ck, li* li* like, what* what the f*ck
[?]
f*ckin* [?], i* i g* got this sh*t tucked— tucked
[?] f*ckin’ big ass gun
stupid ass* ass* ass n*gga, yeah, he straight* straight [?]
hun* hundred f*ck* f*ck* f*ck* *bands, it only t*take an hour— t*take an hour
a* a*

[verse 3: mixxan]
i don’t know who made this beat, but it’s hard as f*ck
(yeah)
bust on her face, then i leave, i don’t give a f*ck
f*ck on you b*tch, and you look like a stupid c*nt
drugs in my head, goin’ dumb, i don’t give a f*ck
[?], yeah, it’s not that hard
talkin’ on my name, leave him dead in this f*ckin’ car
bad white b*tch, fat ass, that sh*t got me hard
f*ck wifiskeleton (wifiskeleton—, wifiskeleton—, wifiskeleton—)
bomb in my pocket, gonna shoot a f*cking cop
leave his body in a ditch, yeah, i [?]
look like a [?] smokin’ on that pot
yeah, you look like a little kid, smokin’ on this fake
yeah, i do a lot of coke, then i shoot you in the face
me and 6en posted up, we’ll shoot you in the face
f*ck on that b*tch, then i bust on her face
f*ck [?], f*ck jaydes
[verse 4: 6enisntreal/6en]
yeah, i sleep with a stick like a kid with a plush
voices in my head, saying “k!ll”, when i f*cking blush
shorty want love, i just gave her some dust
said she feel a spark, nah, b*tch, that’s a rush
don’t ask question, i’on open up much
every homie that i had turned to pain in a clutch
red dot peekin’ out the scope like it’s blush
pills in my blood, now my soul finna drift
got the choppa singing like a boy*band hit
heard they want smoke, then i’m sparking up the zip
knocking off hats, i ain’t talkin’ bout no tip
catch his ass lackin’, how his face all on a wall
shot him in the neck, make him gargle, then he f*ckin’ fall
carve a x in a chest, watch the blood start to grow
heard he got a vest, aim high, or f*ck a chest
i be hunting in the dark, leaving holes where they rest
caught his ass once, now his shirt look stained
talkin’ bout “beef”, i just cooked your whole gang
i ain’t human no more, yeah, i evolved from the pain
turn his block to a trap, now they pray when i [?]
put a stick in his mouth and now he chewin’ with a [cage?]

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