Curse You Hip Hop lyrics

by

Yung Sherman


Curse you hip-hop, regret the day you met me
Where do, and stop before you wish to do is test me
Arrest me and my brothers who could never love you
To the pit you should go, curses from God above you

Sick of mentioning you spread, as you base a bald head
808 our mistakes and spread cold heartbreak
Jealousy on mixtapes so I bet you's tryna father me
c*ck at me, dress me up in dresses and get on top of me

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I'm tryna, f-
I'm tryna, f-
I'm tryna follow the Almighty
[?] Jesus has no time for the untimely

Childish most high, where demons can stop at me
I fell off a bunch, I ain't perfect but gotta be
Childish most high, where demons can stop at me
I fell off a bunch, I ain't perfect but gotta be
A may urgently make decisions that won't murder me
I breathe life into the captive on deathbed surgery
A may urgently make decisions that won't murder me
I breathe life into the captive on deathbed surgery

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