paroles de chanson 666 - Deception

What you want
You could fucking get
Stupid fucking bitch
Throw a fit
All that talking shit
You ain't never do it
You used to talking shit on shitty songs
That won't get you far
Niggas bitches, and that's word to moms
Put that shit on god, yeah

Thousands of followers, no fucking money
Thought it was pressure, but you didn't touch me
You looking goofy, my nigga, you funny
You and your homies will not be above me
Dancing with demons, so i got a mark
Triple 6 nigga, set fire to the park
You might get hurt if you acting too smart
You are not tough, i might rip out your heart

I'm excited at the sight of sudden confrontation
If you claim to hate me, there's no need for conversation
Got your homies all around me, tryna get information
Walk around in all these chains like I'm aboard a slave ship

Cut off my hair, so i might commit sin or two
Dig out his soul like I'm searching for minerals
Born as a sinner, so no, I'm not spiritual
Reborn again like i went on a trip or two
If you want war, then you might as well pull up
If you do not, then nigga, shut the fuck up
You are not shit, just like me, you a fuck up
Causing a problem you won't get enough of
Yeah, antisocial, i been silent
Came to the show and you niggas stayed quiet
Rapping that shit and you thinking you wilding
Turn my shit up, and I'll show you a riot
Niggas arachnophobes, I'll be the spider
Caught in my web, now let's go a lil higher
Niggas want beef, but don't even be fighters
Let your homies know that you are a liar
I wanna rage, in a mood to go moshpit
When i get started, i might never stop it
Punch on a nigga for talking up nonsense
You not on fire, you thinking you hot shit
Jump in, and get hurt
If there's a problem, you gon be the first
Gon be the first to faceplant in the dirt
Hop out a pit and go get a new shirt

Thousands of followers, no fucking money
Thought it was pressure, but you didn't touch me
You looking goofy, my nigga, you funny
You and your homies will not be above me
Dancing with demons, so i got a mark
Triple 6 nigga, set fire to the park
You might get hurt if you acting too smart
You are not tough, i might rip out your heart

I'm excited at the sight of sudden confrontation
If you claim to hate me, there's no need for conversation
Got your homies all around me, tryna get information
Walk around in all these chains like I'm aboard a slave ship

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