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lirik lagu vain – empathy (aus)

[intro]
this what happens when you have f*ckin’ bundy and bucket bongs for your f*ckin’ pre*drink c*nt
f*ck!
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[verse 1]
i write the sh*t to make you go back to the drawin’ board
i’m sittin’ back and takin’ my time like an audemar
f*ck off bro, don’t play me your single ‘cause i’ll get f*ckin’ bored
imperial, you f*ckers umbilical i just cut the cord
renegade when tryna get plenty paid, i don’t give a f*ck
china lake, puffin’ on lemonade when i’m blazin’ up
aussie made, which should insinuate, i’m a crazy c*nt
mary jane, blowin’ it in ya face, come try me brah
i don’t do features ‘cause people ain’t payin’ upfront (but)
guarantee i’d ether you either way if you want (look)
people been speakin’ i still ain’t even see you front (so)
why was you preachin’ about ya homie with pump (huh?)
‘cause i come from a place where they ain’t hesitate to buss it
b*tches spraying the mace irritated from these f*ckers
dudes are slangin’ skante, or the base, but not no drummin’
i don’t do this for fame, wanna make somethin’ from nothin’
[hook]
when we f*ckin’ she gon’ scream out the lord’s name in vain
i made it outta the trap, but it all just stay the same
wanna act like you hard, silver spoon ain’t feel my pain
spill the ink leave a stain ‘fore i’m gone and fade away
when we f*ckin’ she gon’ scream out the lord’s name in vain
i made it outta the trap, but it all just stay the same
wanna act like you hard, silver spoon ain’t feel my pain
spill the ink leave a stain ‘fore i’m gone and fade away

[verse 2]
f*ckers through the streets and they all tweakin’ off the rock
you got b*tches selling p*ssy for a yellow note a pop
i’ve had coppers f*ckin’ stop us for the quota at the top
the sh*t these all have in common: if there’s money it won’t stop
money buy a b*tches love, it buy her bbl and lips
money keep ya family round, if you a failure you ain’t sh*t
that’s why i keep it to myself, not talkin’ money but i’m rich
yeah, i’m talkin’ ‘bout the spirit feel like kendrick in this b*tch (b*tch!)
people never f*cked with him the whizkid in the back drop
b*tches hear my lyrics now they dribble, give ‘em back shots
i was working retail droppin’ fifties in the cash box
people hear my sh*t and they gon’ need me for the show slot, b*tch
ain’t with trappin’ so f*ck that i’m back to rappin’
and blazin’ the f*ckin’ cali off backwoods and spittin’ magic
emphatical, you the captain of cappin’ ‘cause of ya cataracts
the problems with my vision has catapulted to colder tracks
[hook]
when we f*ckin’ she gon’ scream out the lord’s name in vain
i made it outta the trap, but it all just stay the same
wanna act like you hard, silver spoon ain’t feel my pain
spill the ink leave a stain ‘fore i’m gone and fade away
when we f*ckin’ she gon’ scream out the lord’s name in vain
i made it outta the trap, but it all just stay the same
wanna act like you hard, silver spoon ain’t feel my pain
spill the ink leave a stain ‘fore i’m gone and fade away

[outro]
ain’t with trappin’ so f*ck that i’m back to rappin’
and blazin’ the f*ckin’ cali off backwoods and spittin’ magic
emphatical, you the captain of cappin’ ‘cause of ya cataracts
the problems with my vision has catapulted to colder tracks
ain’t with trappin’ so f*ck that i’m back to rappin’
and blazin’ the f*ckin’ cali off backwoods and spittin’ magic
emphatical, you the captain of cappin’ ‘cause of ya cataracts
the problems with my vision has catapulted to colder tracks

- empathy aus

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