Lyrics: CLukins Kings
Music: CLukins Kings
Arranger: CLukins Kings
Sorry sorry man i am the mother****ing like virus
Infect you with body touch without any minutes
When i spread widely i will master mother****ing everything
Launcherers launch F-14 to blow at me
But well shit
I heal me
By my side hereās Bruce Lee
Use camera snap
Call it POV
My knife itās very blade
Killing me
Killing me with pills eat
Feeling re-lax
Pin it with my target
And take it
I gonna take fill with my ****ing untilzed energy
That things never gonna happen to me
Ready to arrow at
Drive me iām very mad
Muddy with dirt dry
My life filled with all the mess
Gloom in my eyes
No more sad
Sorry for my tomorrow night
Itās alright
Best to bury my expression
But it doesn't help
When i fell down
Itās no one help
Whatās going with problem kids
No privilege forāem to learn about
I scream ā**** it offā
ļ¼oh godļ¼ please give me the vouchers to pass that heaven
Even though my home lives here
Cuz thier lives who ****ing do steered
I donāt know but that shit i confirm that itās unfair
Who care who dare to give a speech on the stage
Not you include homie
You little ditch
Dear my sweetie heart
This time means i wonāt do lost
Iāmma break everythingļ¼everythingļ¼you do you ruin
**** you punk
Telling the truthās guy wonāt die
That you trunks
You suck go home ā**** itāthatās belong
ļ¼I punch you almost lasting two years longļ¼
Sorry sorry guys you never be me
I am unique you suck ugly
No words for you to flatter you
I can manage on you
Got a pic with your Personality oh thatās mother****ing stupid you
No love just lotta lotta tragics around you
Apocalypse come to hurt you
So You sow the evil seeds crush your humanity
You Never have capacity to balance with me
Cuz i am the only entity
The rapper to consume all the mumble shits
You meddle got that karma
I ****ing retort you not be illest in the musicļ¼in the musicļ¼
You just lack of the basic for the musicļ¼musicļ¼
Youād better run iād better arrest
Impressed me by the Jay-z Trice
Shady Marshall Yezzy Nas
How you come with cleaver and one knife
To the gun fight
When i was tired by someoneās threats
But It is impossible how to realize
Could i think itās hard to survive
Try to provide to my family tree more supplies
So Critical how rich we haveļ¼None left to researchļ¼
No one does in a Pan-ic
But in fact we actually do
But reaction will not to behave
So shall we do be against all thier rulesļ¼
Reback to get through this road to my roofļ¼roofļ¼