Уақыт: 01:45
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Run around like I’m hot shit in the mosh pit Met a goth bitch, now she’s fucking sucking on my rocket Everyone’s the same, all you lames better stop it Flyer than a plane and my brain is the cockpit Heart too full, bitch, it’s nothing like my pockets Trapped inside a heart-shaped box and I’ma lock it Prove ‘em wrong, who the fuck they gonna doubt now? About to take off, where’s my motherfucking countdown? I’ll be getting what I wanted, been rewarded I’ma stay in my own lane until the day I’m in a coffin After that I’ll stick around, the underground becoming haunted I’ve been loving what I got and if I got it I’ma flaunt it Dumb shit you’ve been buying with your cash flow You’d be better off fucking wiping up your asshole Going dummy with your money, ain’t shit funny There are people in the world, they’re fucking dying, going hungry You could spare a couple dollars till their tummies looking chubby I’ll be giving fucking lectures like professors acting nutty