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m a n i q - young mvchetes lyrics

[intro]
[unintelligible sped-up sample]

[verse 1: young mvchetes}
caught between evils of govern and mental;
stressing the temple ‘till i feel existential;
laughing at absurdity of the tragic;
maybe i’m – maybe i’m – maybe i’m panicked!
maybe i’m – maybe you’re – maybe we’re p-ssed off;
agendas and theories and political rock salts
keep gnashing against t–th of all of the pundits
quick to respond and then quick to ignore it
yet, am i complicit if i’m a partici—
pant in conditioning of the divided
states and the states of those manipulated?
my “wokeness” and concern may well be belated;
my coping and moping may turn friends against me;
my absence and actions may leave kody empty;
continued depression may finish this planet;
maybe i’m – maybe i’m – maybe i’m manic!

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maybe i’m – maybe i’m – maybe i’m manic!
maybe i’m – maybe i’m – maybe i’m manic!
maybe i’m – maybe i’m – maybe i’m manic!
maybe i’m – maybe i’m –maybe i’m – maybe i’m!
maybe i’m – maybe i’m – maybe i’m manic!
maybe i’m – maybe i’m – maybe i’m manic!
maybe i’m – maybe i’m – maybe i’m manic!
maybe i’m – maybe i’m –maybe i’m – maybe i’m!
hey! yeah! the fury kicks back!
hey! yeah! the fury kicks back!
hey! yeah! the fury kicks back!
hey! yeah! your fury kicks back!

[verse 2: bxk]
ahh!
walls closing ‘round me from the darkness that’s surrounding;
wars all around me from the hatred i’m providing;
worn by the tragic thoughts that continuously crowds me
then left out to burn by my own self-neglect
stab myself in the chest, and hope to f-cking rest!
break my neck; slit my wrist; sign my blood on your checks
speak the needs; rip the sheet; stay and bleed; praise and preach
and prepare yourself ‘fore you’re dealt with this sickness in the head!
panoramic! constant banter! brains abandoned! dammit!
i can’t manage death with standards notwithstanding manners!
debt is set; the worst is left; f-cking wrecked; bet!
rain is best for the rest of the managed dollars
or maybe i’m damaged!
try to flee; stop and breathe; hit the floor – panic!
maybe i’m – maybe i’m – maybe i’m damaged!
or maybe i’m – maybe i’m – maybe i’m manic!

[outro]
and may this world
f-cking burn to the ground

[instrumental]

- young mvchetes lyrics

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