paroles de chanson DEAR, MOM. - ENVY*

What's your karma weight
Tell me what's your karma weight
Tiko you a renegade
Finish of your karma plate
Now what's your karma weight
Now what's your karma weight
Tiko you a renegade
Finish off your karma plate

Wipe my tears down
Let me face my fears (wipe my)
Wipe my tears down
Let me face my fears
Wipe my tears down
Let me face my fears (wipe my)
Wipe my tears down
Let me face my fears

Feeling shit 'cause i'm nemesis i'ma ignorant without company
Who the fuck my enemy is well, biatch
Please, please, please, please

I know i'll never have shit
Died slow in a pit
Bury me for what i spit
Wait!

Renegade pound faces for embodiment
Vindicate for open taboo's of pentagon
Put it downward, fallen kingdom babylon
Sunk into deep let me extinct great megalodon

Motherfucker i dont give a fuck what you think
Bath me in your blood let me sink
Spill your guts let us have a feast
Walking shadow creep when you sleep
Bitch
To be hamlet
Who me? Anubis
Suck your blood, leech
Better commit seppuku
Before i come to siphon life from you
Blast off
Bitch you better mask off
I can't see your future blood clot chop your head off
Clutch your neck like I'm cobra

Wipe my tears down
Let me face my fears (wipe my)
Wipe my tears down
Let me face my fears
Wipe my tears down
Let me face my fears (wipe my)
Wipe my tears down
Let me face my fears

I'm feelin hella sick
Now call a doctor
I'm the baddest bitch
Stingin acupuncture
I'm an 06
With a madt culture
An apocalypse
Waitin' time for rapture
I don't take 5s
I don't take 2s
I'm the realest bitch
With a bad news
Sayin' Sayonara
Leavin bad bruise
Better call me karma
I come around to get you

Lack of confidence man fuck my mental
With a melody I'm an instrumental
Aching sick of takin' knowing no is the answer
Let the mind be fucked from the genius rental
Black ops dead cops brand cops fake cops that I don't fuck with
One Glock tick tock deadshot guns up headshot
Shoot

Do a Beckham on reality
Murder my demons and the thoughts that be killing me
I'm
Killing myself, like a felony
I am a slave to my thoughts, like a cherokee
(uhhhm)
Lately my family and friends they be failin' me
All of my loved ones are gone
They ain't feeling me
Fuck em'
Uhhm
I ain't even feeling me
Fuck

I can't cope for shit, I can't cope for shit
Slit My wrist
Maybe I'm better off dead 'cause I can't cope for shit

I can't cope for shit, I can't cope for shit
Slit My wrist
Maybe I'm better off dead 'cause I can't cope for shit

I'm fucking beat up in this bitch, need a vacation
I'm fucking tired of these pointless conversations
I'm fucking anxious, and I'm caught up in depression
There's a party in my head, no invitations

Wipe my tears down
Let me face my fears (wipe my)
Wipe my tears down
Let me face my fears

Fuck
I can't cope for shit, i can't cope for shit
Slit my wrist
Maybe I'm better off dead 'cause I can't cope for shit

I can't cope for shit, i can't cope for shit
Slit my wrist
Maybe I'm better off dead 'cause I can't cope for shit