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Turn My Back feat galfy

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[Seven] Turn my back Even when i feel weird maybe different I Fine dine it i been about it so rewind it Make sure my math is addin' finger's out im countin digits Got my axe yellin timber Lyircs cold thats December Im talkin mid winter no sweater no pants Lyrics fridggid now Watch these words dance around Im just huntin tracks im a hound Flipping through these tracks no doubt I dont even listen to the radio I just live in the fucking studio Put my tracks up on the topshelf Now they lookin right when its night and im lookin with a candle light Kinda spooky it kinda freaks me out Makes my hair stand when these verses land I been walkin around my house this is my land I listen to this music am I my biggest fan? I let the fire run i really dont give a damn I let the fire run i really dont give a damn I let it flow with no gate im not afraid I been sharping these teeth im not tame See thats the difference where not the same I gave it all up lets play the game Demons loud hear it now lights out clear the crowd im speakin' now hear the sound Even my demons gather round Dreams and nightmares appear fluently I dont think its random they run concurrently My demon tryin on halos in the back ground got my angle pinned against the ground They ask me who i am and the lights go Even if heaven want the smoke ill give em' a can full Well On the very top like lets go Tip toe till i dronamoe like Yolo Wait for the splash count till the crash Holdin my breath arms on my chest ill confess im doin my best put this shit to the test jump higher then the rest Contemplatin' if the water deep enough As soon as the adrenaline starts to rush I just close my eyes an let these lyrics inrush They ask me if I can swim I just tell em its a must Aint scared to break bread im still chewing on the crust Knocking off the rust Oil up the movement see i adjust Kinda like a clock can you hear it tick like tick tock I aint talking socials Every second I'm closer to takin the top So you should assume... times up! [Pause] Im imbond ill surround like im walkin around your camp ground not making a sound im likin the compound is wonder if there's a underground its kinda where I play around a marryground for my playground see what goes around comes around so where's the common ground kinda a run around reckless thoughts when I think outloud [Pause] See my minds loud it draws a crowd Kinda profound I sit by myself and feel like my thoughts are reachin' the hole town Even my demon listen when the pen around Just talkin to myself and they all surround [galfy🦊] That spot in the corner of your eye that always disappear That unnameable dread you fear watchin' you through a tear In the fabric of reality here and there that feelin' right here It's me, I. am. here. Uh! Yuh! Uh! Sup Seven baby, it's ya fave demon galfy Been sneakin' been creepin, ya heard of me? Nice to meet you boo, like my jacket? It new I'm the one behind the dream that you naked at school I sit on the floor covered in drool bein' the devil's tool Turn the thermostat down a bit, makin' you all cool When you talk to yourself, you talkin' to me you fool You know I love you buddy, like only we demons do Even demons got demons, check it, I got my own too Might be two feel like three of these fuckers fuckin' with me Stand in a circle of salt to keep them out but I'm keepin' me in Pride is a deadly sin Fuckin' come at me death I'll meet it with a grin Deejay stop the spin Like Luda all I do is win You know it to be true Begin To realize, feel it true, within Yourself, I reign from the Bronx to Berlin I said I fuckin' reign from the Bronx to Berlin I'm Pitbull with a full head of hair, I'm Mr. Worldwide Six four got that long stride "Hey! Eyes up here son..." People say pen is mightier than the sword You can't write yourself outta bein gored Wave that ballpoint at me you gettin' scarred Opps out here screamin' like sea birds Ate some powder vision gettin' blurred You see that? Swear I saw Larry Byrd with a wig and a long fake beard My son calls you 6-7th Son Kids these days think they spartan They think they hard ones but I got gods gun I'll flip 'em like a cop robot in Boston So hard even Invain can't fix that one Skynet ain't got nothing on me Skynet ain't got nothing on me!