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lirik lagu therapy/mj reincarnate – young kye

“therapy”

[intro]
i go to the shooting range for therapy
pm
pm
i go to the shooting range for therapy

[chorus]
they scared of me
’cause there’s no fear in me
i tried to tell these p-ssy n-gg-s but they ain’t hearing me
k!lling? stop daring me
they tryna find out
just where i be
there’s not a snake there in my team
little n-gg-s called me up and said they wanna share my beef
i go to the shooting range
for therapy

[chorus]
they scared of me
’cause there’s no fear in me
i tried to tell these p-ssy n-gg-s but they ain’t hearing me
k!ll ’em? stop daring me
there tryna find out
just where i be
there’s not a snake near my team
real n-gg-s call me up and said they wanna share my beef
i go to the shooting range
for therapy

[verse 1]
that big dot dot long
don’t you know the kick back strong?
click-clack boom, head gone
you already know what i’m on
raising bar, they rating second
holding something called depression
stare in the face of death and i see heaven
my life’s been h-ll and oppression
fake n-gg-s tryna send shots
i was juuging in the ends, hot
where the f-ck has all my friends gone?
they disappeared when they went off
i was rich, then i spent it all
for that paper, i’ma never stall
you put p-ssy on a pedestal
money over b-tches, that’s the rules, yo

-pm
-pm
i go to the shooting range for therapy

“mj reincarnate”

[intro]
(this is where you say go) go!

[verse 1]
death is near, i smell the reaper creeping
rappers die, i see your cd’s got a million features
a lot of kilo talk, is, that how you keep your secrets?
don’t you know soccer watch trap n-gg-s like tv sequels?
get money on the low, guess it’s how you wasn’t raised
guns still go off like it’s past their sell-by dates
you ain’t a trapstar, you ain’t trapped your bodyweight
on a mission, tryna save the world, maybe i’m too late

[chorus]
i’m mj reincarnate, some wild n-gg- they can’t tame
pharaoh in some past life, only living equal is kanye
half a god, half slave, raised up in this dark place
black mask, tryna k!ll the game with some young gs i can’t name, yep, yep

[verse 2]
murder’s close, i see the repercussions
a life sentence is like one of death’s younger brothers
bloggers sleeping on me, sleep is like the reaper’s cousin
you f-ck around and mix ’em up, what a family discussion
they say they want that trill sh-t, nah, but they need the facts
i heard the summer might be theirs, but i’ma need it back
i’m on some reapo type sh-t, n-gg-
then f-ck all you al po and rico type n-gg-s, this is exercise
i never sweat dem flows you throw out on those mixtapes, darg
i’m never petrified, f-ck whoever’s next in line
some things i keep in mind and stress to myself
some things i told n-gg-s i think i should’ve kept to myself
f-ck rappers, i don’t listen, i gas over myself
i never stress, over the sales, f-ckers hoping i fail
i never stress over no girl, i’m never home by myself
i’m never stressed, over the debts, cheques when i open the mail

[chorus]
i’m mj reincarnate, some wild n-gg- they can’t take
pharaoh in some past life, only human equal is kanye
half a god, half slave, raised up in this dark place
black mask, tryna k!ll the game with some young gs i can’t name, yep, yep

- young kye

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