Apxcalypse

Scarlxrd

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    You call this the end of the world? This shit's trash, fam, do better (do better, yeah)
    It's gonna take way more to kill me, I'm infected, whatever
    Taking me down they could never, ah (no way)
    Talk about doubt, I don't get it, ah (yeah)
    Sick of the sounds of regretting (huh?)
    Don't push me steady, I want that shit heavy as fuck
    Make sure I'm ready to run, stick to the action-less guns
    Ate every enemy blocking my tendencies, felonies I can't discuss
    Chill with that, limbs will get detached
    Fuck, the hate is back
    Reign it back, sadistic it's a fact
    Get on my twisted facts
    Now I really get it, I'm the product of the fucked up shit
    Got a feeling love's not bliss
    With the hidden agenda caused this (ayy, ayy)
    Building on my mission to level the forces

    I feel like shit, ha
    But God knows I'm not dead yet, ah
    I feel like shit
    It's gonna take way more than living to kill me

    Are you dumb? I'm immortal, think it's all good?
    Yeah, we laugh in the face of death like, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Huh, la, la, la
    Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
    I ain't scared of shit
    Okay, yeah (yeah)
    I keep lasting the times I've feared
    No relapsing, my mind's open
    They keep ramping the times not there
    No deep acting, the doom is near
    They keep chatting, the lines not clear
    The least actions, results are clear
    Yeah, everyone failed in here

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    I don't feel no pressure
    Ain't no break, I'm feeling fresher
    Talk my shit with every letter
    I do this shit for the pleasure
    Double up bands, I'm getting them, ho
    Stick to the money, I'm blowing it slow
    Raw shit is running from out of the flow
    Flexing and stunting is out of control
    Really spit the pain from my mind
    Can't control it, ah
    Hidden in the places that they can't find
    I'm evolving, ah
    Tell me all the shit that makes your vibe
    How you coping? Ah
    All you niggas know just what I'm like
    Or your hoping, uh

    I feel like shit, ha (like shit)
    But God knows I'm not dead yet, ah (dead yet)
    I feel like shit
    It's gonna take way more than living to kill me (blah)

    Back it up, just back it up (back it up, just back it up)
    Back it up, just back it up
    Back up, bitch, just back on up (back up, bitch, just back on up)
    Back up, bitch, just back on up (back up, bitch, just back on up)
    Get up out my fucking face (get up out my fucking face)
    Back it up, just back it up (back it up, just back it up)
    Get up out my fucking face (get up out my fucking face)
    Back it up, just back it up (back it up, just back it up)

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    Composición: Marius Listhrop, Brian Spencer y Kenny Graves

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