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King of the Fall (The Weeknd Cover)
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The Weeknd
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And I just f**king dropped out of that goddamn internship When they roadblock your life, all you gotta do is turn b*t*h Knowledge changes by the minute, yeah man f**k this just unlearn sh*t College faded from beginning, and my life’s a hell, it’s burning They say brain’s a computer, moaning guess my brain is dirty Pick up my flow and grab those bars, ‘cause b*t*h I am just flirting Been down with stuff, I’m counting bucks ever since I was thirteen Hell no, don’t know where I’m headed now, but f**k it guess it’s working I gave you sh*t to b*t*h about, you haters are forgetting In silence like lasagna but you b*t*hes mom’s spaghetti sh*t don’t turn out the way you likе, that’s f**ked up, yes I get it Don’t need no fans, my homiеs rock, they’re my Rihanna Navy Thought my life had peaked when I got that job for f**k’s sake Turned out to be a turning point, how much pain can my guts take? Drained out my sh*t, I puked my guts and yet for bucks I must wait That b*t*h sendin’ me orders, shut your ass now with a duct tape Frustrated sh*t then further got me through hip-hop sh*t They don’t believe that Em’s the GOAT, maybe they all agnostic ‘Cause f**k you mean, he’s still on top for me, all you guys toxic The one who got me into rap, still ruling ov’ my top list Baby girl, you know what I like Baby, you know just what I like Baby, you know what I like (like like like like like) I’m bringing things to life, you never would have imagined Whatever’s in your mind is what came out of my passion Tryna diss me, nah bro, got no faith in your comeback sh*t “You’re so double-faced, least make one pretty” b*t*h I ain’t in no pageant Been low-key for a moment and you sayin’ that you missed me No variant of myself yet branching timelines could be risky I just said none ain’t like me, softies now calling me pick-me Labels everywhere I go, you f**kers need to let a b*t*h think Offended by my lyrics? Better call yourself a snowflake Around me world revolves while y’all still learning how to rotate Are you an astro in the ocean ‘cause you been giving me no space? Keep eating sh*t, this ain’t a diss but yes, your state so hopeless Okay, highest in the room ‘cause rap is cocaine I’m in my drug, I’m grinding up, b*t*hes like me got no shame Freeze up in your time slot ‘cause it’s me, my sh*t the coldest All you pussies ain’t got no sh*t, and you looking for a soulmate? He asked me if I did this every day, I said often Been rocking my attitude as if I’m straight outta Compton My swag never decreasin’, on the daily it is constant They saw me with my dope sh*t and they told me that they want some Baby girl, you know what I like Baby, you know just what I like Baby, you know what I like (like like like like like) Writing your bars but your pencil’s pointless Music is murdered, I’m in-charge of noises My swag too much had you enjoyed less This Aza b*t*h’s words ain’t nun’ to toy with Narcissism, b*t*h, my bloodwork got God complex Spendin’ all your cash on sh*t, b*t*h, shop less Said you came clean? As much as seat of toilets This life’s a sh*t in guise of box of chocolates b*t*h I been hustlin’, give no sh*t ‘bout success ‘Cause once I get it, might relapse, get drug tests Man, I been setting stores and getting fund less Reaching followers, ain’t even a hundred I’m still a teen, already have a merch store The f**k you mean, leave music, you should work more? ‘Cause what’s your problem? Ain’t this sh*t my personal? Flow-biters everywhere these b*t*hes got ‘em all my words stolen Earn whore, I guess it’s time to change this f**king rhyme scheme Frozen wrists, get closer b*t*h, sh*t’s colder than an ice-cream Hoes get rich, and those are chicks go over, those are feisty Tier-listing sh*t, in business, kids see ghosts, guess why it’s frightening The way been jotting rhymes, I’m sixteen, right from eight years I’m not on Spotify, don’t need it, fight me, none can beat here The way this rap room’s crowded, struggling, tryna find a seat here Saving stuff for years to come, control-alt and delete tears Every feature I been slaying, this your track? Guess I’mma eat here Eco lec attending, while Abel screaming in my left ear Ranking all discogs on blog, some songs, yeah those are left here ‘Cause b*t*h just spelled your tiers for you, this lands me in my S-tier Ahead of time, unlike you guys, I’m seeing my tomorrow Fighting my wars, wherever I go, my hardships always follow Them haters ain’t got life to live, all of them, no sh*t, all low There’s venom in their words, I make all of them swallow All of them swallow All of them swallow All of them swallow I make all of them swallow All of them swallow All of them swallow All of them swallow I make all of them swallow All of them swallow All of them swallow All of them swallow I make all of them swallow All of, all of All of them swallow All of them swallow I make all of them swallow
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