Текст песни SUB-ZERO - Kaso The Space Wizard
Everybody
talking
I
ain't
worried
bout
the
hate
That's
cuz
all
my
Diamonds
Is
up
me
like
a
lake
They
can
call
it
trash
I
know
they
do
not
relate
How
could
could
be
trippin
When
my
homie
got
a
case
They
gon'
get
to
slide
Shit
is
looking
like
a
race
Ricko
in
the
cut
I
said
shoutout
to
the
bass
Knife
up
on
my
hip
Keep
a
blade
just
in
case
I
still
dont
remember
When
the
bullets
hit
his
face
I
done
Seen
this
shit
Go
a
thousand
different
ways
Shoutout
to
the
mafia
They
will
not
be
replaced
Gotta
be
like
gotti
When
I
up
it
finna
rake
I
could
never
see
Another
way
I
could
erase
Demons
in
my
heart
Wanna
give
out
all
my
hate
Put
it
on
the
mic
In
the
music
I
create
Everybody
hearing
All
the
energy
I
laced
Fucking
with
the
Kaso
Is
a
rookie
ass
mistake
They
could
never
take
it
Talking
gun
up
by
my
bed
Fake
it
till
they
make
But
I'm
doing
this
instead
Everyone
is
acting
Like
they
don't
know
what
I
said
If
you
need
it
dotted:
I
said
shoutout
to
the
dead
Shoutout
to
the
dead
Then
I
flex,
say
amen
Diamonds
on
my
body
But
they
do
not
understand
I
could
get
the
hate
Cuz
I
do
this
for
my
fam
This
ain't
for
the
boys
Homie
this
is
for
the
man
Whenever
I
drop
a
song
I'm
cataloging
bands
You
would
only
get
that
If
you
working
for
yo
fans
Puffing
on
some
supersonic
Up
until
I
land
Everybody
hating
But
this
shit
in
high
demand
Throw
me
on
the
stage
for
20
minutes
I'll
go
apeshit
Cutthroat
be
thy
mafia
But
I
gave
this
a
facelift
Why
is
everybody
That
that
be
rapping
always
basic
Shoutout
to
the
gods
They
know
they
cannot
erase
this
Why
they
even
writing
When
they
know
they
never
say
shit
How
yo
boyfriend
rapping
When
he
ain't
up
on
a
playlist
He
ain't
even
underground
So
why
he
say
he
A
list
I
cannot
respect
him
He
do
not
know
what
his
place
is
They
think
that
I'm
gambit
I
been
throwing
out
my
aces
Police
on
my
ass
but
I
will
not
make
a
statement
Eyes
real
low
Got
me
looking
like
a
Asian
Why
the
even
hating
They
know
that
imma
raven
Eyes
real
low
I
ain't
gonna
be
no
racist
Kill
a
couple
beats
No
I
catch
a
couple
cases
I
can't
even
google
him
I
know
he
feeling
faceless
I
don't
hate
on
anyone
But
trash
is
what
his
case
is
Fucking
with
the
click
I
know
that
we
feeling
dangerous
Feeling
like
gorillas
Other
words,
there
ain't
no
taming
us
I
don't
want
no
angel
dust
They
fuck
us,
then
playing
us
I
ain't
even
tripping
Imma
show
him
all
the
hate
in
us
Why
they
always
hating
us
Feeling
like
some
aliens
Never
been
a
sapien
Shoutout
to
young
mayo
Know
the
Homie
finna
aim
and
bust
Ain't
nobody
raising
us
On
our
own
enabled
us
Rap
is
what
been
saving
us
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