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systematic - mawpy lyrics

superficial b*tches talking fake homies you don’t know me
got my d*ck soft like a white b*tch
i don’t got time for no highness
i be in the cl*t like its sandwich covered in mouse
chocolate in my pocket don’t forget the coose coose
its hard to pick and choose
b*tches come for me like they asking who are you
who am i
i’m that little guy
rapping like a eighties kid his sh*t if do or die
imma make you cry
sit down its my town you ain’t in the clear
you ain’t like my cup full of aqua no beer
imma skip the light i don’t circle like a steer
give you two face like you staring in the mirror
this sh*t get h*lla crooked like a canted angle
got my b*tch in bed we on discovery channel
i might get dismantled
then put right back together
i like b*tches ran through cause the head is always better
artificial people all around this sh*t is simulated
life getting altered and the beat get disintegrated
this not even meditated
i don’t even think you can relate

- mawpy lyrics

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