4bidden Memory lyrics

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4lung


[Verse 1]
Six feet down 'til your flesh is mycelium
The demand for my brand stands higher than helium
Bred a germ just so I could sell the medicine healin’ 'em
I’m the sickest motherf*cker born before the millennium
All the things I want? You better bet that I’m stealin’ 'em
See the future when I’m flippin’ over cards and revealin’ 'em
I don’t hang out with your crew because I’m not really feelin’ 'em
And if you're lookin' for the cubes, you know I’m wheelin' and dealin' 'em, dude

[Verse 2]
Can you feel it? You’re in deep sh*t
Drowning cesspit, and if you climb out it’ll suck you back in
Let it feed you, I’ll succeed you
'Cause I need to hustle daily just to keep my eyes open

[Verse 3]
La palabra inglés de “ventana” es “window”
El pato de goma es muy súper lindo
Estoy comiendo una hamburguesa
Ay, mis llaves están sobre la mesa?
Yo no voy la escuela o puta trabajó
Prefiero explotar en un sangre vaho
No me importa lo que diga mi mamá
Gano más dinero que Barack Obama
[Verse 4]
I got the mandate of heaven, my soul is eleven
I’m sharp enough to split a grown man into seven
I’m Pom Pom Purin, I’ll get that pus*y purrin’
The doctor found DMT in my urine
I’m playing Hasee Bounce on your mom’s computer
I’m lifting up her tail like a razor scooter
You can have her back, I already do’ed her
Played her out like a first person shooter

[Verse 2]
Can you feel it? You’re in deep sh*t
Drowning cesspit, and if you climb out it’ll suck you back in
Let it feed you, I’ll succeed you
'Cause I need to hustle daily just to keep my eyes open
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