Bad Taste

STUDIO

open discussion, here I bring a lot of percussion
the rift cracked then I prepare to get sucked in
Tupac said changes, but he still had it tucked in
I encompass so direction aint a thing that I'm trusting
when the art don't die you realize that I tried to kill it
it was a million till this one would stack em to the ceiling
and now I found the needle even hay "he's fucking cheating"
time im on is demon, it's so loud he screaming while he eating
ima need the weekend, able but the heart I want it beating
after hours seems to be the time where I'm releasing
oh he the dark NF, I don't take compliments this easy
so dark it never leaves me like a shadow wanna be me
I never land the owl see the floor is lava
I'm telling y'all the deeper that go you it's getting hotter
and Nelly said "the clothes I went and folded them with honor"
when Missy said to freak on I don't think she want it harder
ha! I might delete later but Cole "they never savored"
the stage of disrespect like Kendricks superbowl
and those Canadians they not like us, hate the plastic on the paper
rapping just a practice till I mastered all my flavor
and y'all could take a point "he's fucking fencing with a saber"
never a direction on a verse I ever aim for
what I came for, I pray he stay lord
say more, he's always talking like a pass up on a game board
if its ladders then I shoot to claim the same floor
Candyland's a place where cavities can't fucking take more
napalm this fire graphed to melt it with a face palm
take off, this challenger could make it when it pays off
flame on, the torch I hold can't take another play on
Jason and it's clear as crystal "mom I don't wanna stay long!"
endless expression mix in toxin confessions
its headfirst I only offer descensions
the pit said they only mosh when he said it
go talk to the pendant and let me know apocalypse ended
stop pretending, the vails real thin
I impale don't equip no sim
I been floating no don't sink no swim
duly noted just the films I live
and I'm recording so the exorcist don't think I'm sick
I ring it in and send a tape so fucking play that shit
ok that hits don't stop yo just calm those tits
that's off topic but no compost sits
I'm so trash...

trashed it,
what a fucking waste
all of that potential
what a fucking waste
lasting
but why'd it leave a bad taste
uh
I got a bad taste
what a fucking waste
what a fucking waste
uh

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trashed it, what a fucking waste all of that potential what a fucking waste lasting but why'd it leave a bad taste uh I got a bad taste what a fucking waste what a fucking waste uh trashed it, what a fucking waste all of that potential what a fucking waste lasting but why'd it leave a bad taste uh I got a bad taste what a fucking waste what a fucking waste uh open discussion, here I bring a lot of percussion the rift cracked then I prepare to get sucked in Tupac said changes, but he still had it tucked in I encompass so direction aint a thing that I'm trusting when the art don't die you realize that I tried to kill it it was a million till this one would stack em to the ceiling and now I found the needle even hay "he's fucking cheating" time im on is demon, it's so loud he screaming while he eating ima need the weekend, able but the heart I want it beating after hours seems to be the time where I'm releasing oh he the dark NF, I don't take compliments this easy so dark it never leaves me like a shadow wanna be me I never land the owl see the floor is lava I'm telling y'all the deeper that go you it's getting hotter and Nelly said "the clothes I went and folded them with honor" when Missy said to freak on I don't think she want it harder ha! I might delete later but Cole "they never savored" the stage of disrespect like Kendricks superbowl and those Canadians they not like us, hate the plastic on the paper rapping just a practice till I mastered all my flavor and y'all could take a point "he's fucking fencing with a saber" never a direction on a verse I ever aim for what I came for, I pray he stay lord say more, he's always talking like a pass up on a game board if its ladders then I shoot to claim the same floor Candyland's a place where cavities can't fucking take more napalm this fire graphed to melt it with a face palm take off, this challenger could make it when it pays off flame on, the torch I hold can't take another play on Jason and it's clear as crystal "mom I don't wanna stay long!" endless expression mix in toxin confessions its headfirst I only offer descensions the pit said they only mosh when he said it go talk to the pendant and let me know apocalypse ended stop pretending, the vails real thin I impale don't equip no sim I been floating no don't sink no swim duly noted just the films I live and I'm recording so the exorcist don't think I'm sick I ring it in and send a tape so fucking play that shit ok that hits don't stop yo just calm those tits that's off topic but no compost sits I'm so trash... trashed it, what a fucking waste all of that potential what a fucking waste lasting but why'd it leave a bad taste uh I got a bad taste what a fucking waste what a fucking waste uh

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