326 Saeculum Day code mistake - corpse collab bring me the horizon mmashup shaka laka - 6ix9ine

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326 Saeculum Day
code mistake - corpse collab bring me the horizon
Mirror MASHUP
shaka laka - 6ix9ine

DISAPPOINTMENT FREEZE OCCUPY

Burn me out like cuts, fade out when Centralia does
Nostrils off of dust or like veins too many needles touch
If pain is beauty, I'm a pretty bitch
Got too quiet, now they're whispering
If you blink, then you might miss it, every hour is a week
I don't need sympathetics, I just need some room to breathe
Do not fucking talk to me, my genetics got me tweaked
Running from myself, I can't blame 'em when they leave
Time slips away, burn out, don't fade
Dance on my grave, I will never be them
I will never be them, I will never be them
I will never be them, I will never be them
My mind is a moshpit, think I might've lost it
Starting to believe there's only one way I can stop this
If pain is beauty, I'm a guillotine, yeah
You bring the match, I'll bring the kerosene
Let the gabapentin set in, suffocate me in my sleep
Adderall to wake up, Omeprazole to eat
Do not fucking look at me, paranoia got me peeved
They say they wanna help, but they always fucking leave
Leave me by mysef, leave me DND
Leave me in the dark, leave me with these things
Tell me that you love me, I know all your talk is cheap
Baby, I'm a code mistake, I was never meant to be
Time slips away, burn out, don't fade
Dance on my grave, I will never be them
I will never be them, I will never be them
I will never be them, I will never be them
Yeah, haha, no
I will never be them
I will always be a code mistaake
Haha-haha-haha, haha
I can't fucking believe you

TRIANGLE GAS COOK

Oh, you said some'? Oh, you want redrum?
Yeah, frrt (that it's ran-)
Oh, you said some'? Oh, you want redrum?
I got this Glocky on my hip, it's spittin' venom (frrt)
Oh, you got hit up, nigga, don't think that it's random
I hit ya block and dump the blicky out the Phantom
Oh yeah, oh yeah (brrt, brrt)
Hit 'em out the Phantom (huh, brrt, brrt)
Hit 'em out the Phantom (ohh)
Hit 'em out the Phantom
Oh, you said that you the big shotta, the don dada
Boom, boom, shaka laka, meet this big choppa
Round of applause, make it clap, waka, waka
All that stupid nigga heard was "Rra, rra, rra"
Get the drop, bend the block
Get the chop, make it pop
If you see the cops, nigga, shh
Don't make it hot
Red dot, green dot, put it on a nigga top
Red light, green light, we always on go, nigga
Stay with the pole, nigga, even on parole, nigga
Shawty sent the lo', then we show up at the door, nigga
Bad bitch, suck me up, suck a nigga soul, nigga
How she just tell me she's a bitch when I just hit her?
Oh, you said some'? Oh, you want redrum?
I got this Glocky on my hip, it's spittin' venom (frrt)
Oh, you got hit up, nigga, don't think that it's random
I hit ya block and dump the blicky out the Phantom
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Nigga, how you lose your bitch to a snitch?
I'm a one man army
I ain't never need a clique (say)
I done came a long way from the bricks
I don't give a fuck, I'm making million dollars
Plays with these jits (say)
Shit, it ain't like we 'bout to hit a lick
We going in on a verse, we ain't going in on a brick (say)
And quit talking what you do, end some shit
It ain't no telling that was you
What you niggas woulda did
I gotta eat, I'm missing business with the streets
And my lil' girlfriend will be wondering a few million sounding sweet
I gotta eat, I'm missing business with the streets
And my lil' girlfriend will be wondering a few million sounding sweet (huh?)
Oh, you said some'? Oh, you want redrum?
I got this Glocky on my hip, it's spittin' venom (frrt)
Oh, you got hit up, nigga, don't think that it's random
I hit ya block and dump the blicky out the Phantom
Oh yeah, oh yeah (brrt, brrt)
Hit 'em out the Phantom (huh, brrt, brrt)
Hit 'em out the Phantom (oh)
Hit 'em out the Phantom
Ando ready pa' romperte
Échate pa' allá, que la presión está caliente (eh)
De mi barrio ya he parti'o un par de diente'
Hablan de mí, pero no lo dicen de frente (eh)
Ando con los gánsters
Ando con un flow bien duro que no hay quién lo aguante
Viral en to' las rede', pero la misma de ante'
Y como dice Tego, "Calle, pero elegante"
Suenan los shooter', shooter', shooter' por ahí
Te hacen "placa-placa-placa" a'lante 'e mí
Dizque tú ere' un tipo que mata gente
Pero también hay gente que puede matarte a ti
Oh, you said some'? Oh, you want redrum?
I got this Glocky on my hip, it's spittin' venom (frrt)
Oh, you got hit up, nigga, don't think that it's random
I hit ya block and dump the blicky out the Phantom
Oh yeah, oh yeah (brrt, brrt)
Hit 'em out the Phantom (huh, brrt, brrt)
Hit 'em out the Phantom (oh)
Hit 'em out the Phantom

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