OmenXIII - Wine | Текст песни

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Boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, you out of character.
Flexin shit you ain't about for clout so you look scarier.
Talkin all that shit but shit that's typical America.
I could write it down and take your life just like a narrator.

Let me keep it real, I really don't need popularity
I don't leave the house and yet the people, they are there for me.
they know that I'm there for them, my music's for their time of need.
_Blnk's the fuckin cult, our culture's deeper than the people think.

Black nails, red wine,
can't nobody hit my line,

Black nails, red wine,
can't nobody hit my line,

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