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U N Λ V E R Λ G E G Λ N G If you wanna show us some love, and get updates on new material follow us on our social media below! 𝐖 𝐄 𝐁 𝐒 𝐈 𝐓 𝐄 𝐒 𝐏 𝐎 𝐓 𝐈 𝐅 𝐘 𝐒 𝐎 𝐔 𝐍 𝐃 𝐂 𝐋 𝐎 𝐔 𝐃 𝐓 𝐖 𝐈 𝐓 𝐓 𝐄 𝐑 𝐅 𝐀 𝐂 𝐄 𝐁 𝐎 𝐎 𝐊 𝐈 𝐍 𝐒 𝐓 𝐀 𝐆 𝐑 𝐀 𝐌 𝐕 𝐊 𝐏 𝐑 𝐎 𝐃 𝐔 𝐂 𝐄 𝐑 @FALLENPROD 𝐋 𝐘 𝐑 𝐈 𝐂 𝐒 [HOOK: .] Bouta pop out Bitch don’t run your mouth We gon make sure that you're not found If you fuck around mothafucka you’ll get knocked out Bitch it’s lights out If you dissin, who let them hounds out Yeah we in route, bouta kill 'em all Bouta pop out Bitch don’t run your mouth We gon make sure that you're not found If you fuck around mothafucka you’ll get knocked out Bitch it’s lights out If you dissin, who let them hounds out Yeah we in route, bouta kill 'em all [.] Im sick of all these mothafuckas begging for attention Your a sissy little bitch Craving some type of affection You need some sympathy? I don’t give a fuck, go cry bout it Blaming your addiction For your fuck ups, just to lie bout it I know you talking shit behind my behind my back Cause you ain’t man enough to say shit to my face But it’s ok Give it bout a year, you’ll come back again Saying that you changed I don’t give fuck on what you have to say You can’t stop lurking on my page Never showing love unless it has something to do with you, I know you it’s hard for you to listen through If you ain’t in it too, turn my back you stab it Excuses of an addict Found the truth through all your habits You ain’t really schizophrenic boy [HOOK: .] Bouta pop out Bitch don’t run your mouth We gon make sure that you're not found If you fuck around mothafucka you’ll get knocked out Bitch it’s lights out If you dissin, who let them hounds out Yeah we in route, bouta kill 'em all Bouta pop out Bitch don’t run your mouth We gon make sure that you're not found If you fuck around mothafucka you’ll get knocked out Bitch it’s lights out If you dissin, who let them hounds out Yeah we in route, bouta kill 'em all [VAGUE] I’m burning thru the page And I’ll die for fuck of it Idolizin, demonizing What you choose to make of it Every time I see you I can feel you wanna die Given what you got Being foolish with your life Bury the things You wanna let go Give the past a wave Or you’ll lose your soul With the things you made You never did alone So don’t be talkin all that crazy shit You better watch your fucken tone Overdriven by the thoughts of obsession Your lost in the mental games Then you blame depression Got the admission that you vibin with guilt Actin like you gonna end what you didn’t help build Yeah
