TheArtOfCremation (Prod. by Vegard Veslelia) vk.com/fuck_999
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sitting in the motherfucking dark just smoking i don’t want to hear no talking i watch even when they think I’m not wide awake i hear you walking sleep walk if the dope don’t come never really gave a fuck if you don’t like the way we do it from the movies to the music i smile and i know that its alright
fuck is the word touch me and burn don’t make me embarrass you was eager to learn fuck waiting our turn there is just no comparing us do it right every time without even fucking trying it never get fucking tiring i change up the way they write
I’ve seen it once I’ve seen it twice I’ve seen it too many times “we hope sesh blow up” it do now they look oh so surprised “now its different” quit the bitching i don’t want your ass to listen pour a trendy four an drink it till your heart no longer ticking
tired of the motherfucking hold up i touch the world and it froze up promise i never care promise i never will give a fuck about if they know us that never meant a thing give a fuck if you’re listening we come and save the day sesh and it never change
need to go a little harder boy and i am your best reason bitch I’m cremated creeping every season is sesh season I’ve been in it for fourteen winters you were beginning just last weekend i dont force it still they weaken now our words are what they’re speaking
shit a little different i admit it cuz now i can buy some fucking dinner pussies bitching like its tradition bitch id rather you don’t listen ill be honest thats a promise i aint no one to look up to rather u look down on me frown upon me and tell me that I’m not what you thought that i was no i don’t need no “yo bones you killing it” fuck up and listen thats not why I’m doing it its not a choice i am the noise static bring havoc i live in the void we are just something you cannot explain radiate rays that you cannot ignore i don’t go quiet I’m slamming the door el say to get it I handle the chore never fit in i stuck out like a sore thumb and I’m numb everywhere that we are my blunt go out and the people they run cashed and I’m apt to attack when its done look in my eyes i take you to the sun drop you off burn you then take you back home you could be right still ill never be wrong you could be you but you’ll never be