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disperse - nen (usa) lyrics

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[chorus]
i reach for my side, it don’t feel like nothing even there
cut my wrist and thighs, i don’t wanna feel nothing but pain
so easy to f*ckin’ lie, to manipulate, then throw away
no n*gga, you cannot hide, these bullets gon’ find you where you stay
my n*ggas gon’ hawk you down
bring sh*t in here, just to burn the place
care if your parents not around
you gon’ have to give top b*tch, anyway
this ho make not a sound
but, could cut your body up in 50 ways
he must think he safe and sound, the way he movin’ on his insta’ page
catch him lackin’, burn the b*tch
we jugged his car, so burn the whip
yes, we in this ho, we murder sh*t
guess i just been on my murder sh*t
bpn cuff, right here on my wrist
can’t keep track of overseas expenses
like a zombie turn and twist
take the crowd and turn and twist

[verse]
i use drugs as augments, can’t tell when i’m off it
lace his pack it’s all fent
lazer sight they all hit
drop a song they all diss
change my style they on d*ck
way these n*ggas change from side to side
that sh*t, it make me nauseous
way he lookin’, swayin’ side to side, i might just f*ckin’ rob him
just got off the phone with all my guys, so we could f*ckin’ knock him
just got off the phone with all my guys, cause we been f*ckin’ stalkin’
seen my fit from head to toe, that b*tch like, “god d*mn”
we need to find sumone to stop him
[bridge]
(ah, ah)

[chorus]
i reach for my side, it don’t feel like nothing even there
cut my wrist and thighs, i don’t wanna feel nothing but pain
so easy to f*ckin’ lie, to manipulate, then throw away
no n*gga, you cannot hide, these bullets gon’ find you where you stay
my n*ggas gon’ hawk you down
bring sh*t in here, just to burn the place
care if your parents not around
you gon’ have to give top b*tch, anyway
this ho make not a sound
but, could cut your body up in 50 ways
he must think he safe and sound, the way he movin’ on his insta’ page
catch him lackin’, burn the b*tch
we jugged his car, so burn the whip
yes, we in this ho, we murder sh*t
guess i just been on my murder sh*t
bpn cuff, right here on my wrist
can’t keep track of overseas expenses
like a zombie turn and twist
take the crowd and turn and twist

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