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[Intro] Reasyy [Verse] I can't get with this, I know I can't The urge of me not wanting to do makes my health stank Or it cannot be straight, upping my heart rate I don't need no one to "help" me from my pain Sick of feeling like this, it gets me tightened Sick of the wrongs I am getting, need to be upping business I fucking hate your life, nigga, get yo' ass away from me Everytime I see you with that fucker, I jus' want do sum ugly Damaged I've been, so you can fuck off 'bout yo' feelings I will catch your body, put your soul up through the ceiling Niggas ain't got peace so they waste it on the screen I'd rather fucking kill myself than waste my time bеing mean Message to mе one time, I will fucking cut your neck And feed it to the kids, we will be glad when you're dead I would be nice but everything you do is give me rage I'd could shoot all yo' fucking tongues and carve up on yo' face Pull your fucking skin from your bones, let's get the spine out I see your brain out your head, it's really nice out I would be nice but everything you do is bring hate I'd could kill any of you, but I don't wanna be sent away Niggas be calling me a furry, their damn bitch mind is hurting I'm sick of their delusions, gotta break out on the fusions I'll blow a fuse in on this fucking damn tune When I'm older to the 50s, I will be still alive on music You niggas fucking with my heart, you are tempting me to break Since all of these pussies cannot find other way To beat themselves up from the pain they all create I'll kill all them demons in their mind each day So I can't give fucks bout what you all gon say Y'all not 'boutta stress me out no more, please fuck off Fuck Twitter niggas, all them cunts needa cut off I see a lot of bitches here, they are having a cunt off Swear, when I'm older, I can get up from being colder The set ups are at my shoulders, the betas stay in my folders Let's mess up in the solar, no pests up in my holder I messed up and then I told her, I messaged her and stoned her The actions are getting bloodshot, the fractions are like some robots I'm attacking all of the gobots, I'm crashed in with these bowknots I'm crashing into my own hearts, I'm dashing through these torn charts I'm sacked in to my own part, the bastard bitch is gon' start Got a future ahead of my head, you niggas need to stop it The beautiful features are my set to fucking drop it I could pull up and fist on all y'all, but the time will be stopless Y'all be missing all your brothers so I know it's been heartless Bitch, you can't control me, or change my fucking future Please get the fuck off my dick, you ain't no damn teacher I'd rather live in the Six than to be with your pack Fuck all your shit in past, I'm not you, don't be wack You can kick me, I'm still living my life forever With this medieval brain, you think that is damn better? I can be my damn self, damn me, you can't get it? Ha, 'course you can't, 'cause you'd think I'll regret it [Chorus] I don't want no more wrongs I don't want no more wrongs And I know I won't be long But I'll stay here 'til it's all gone