VERBOTENE SONNE lyrics

by

Istasha


[DEPTH STRIDA]

f*ck IM LOST IN THIS sh*t b*tch
JUMPING THRU THE MATRIX
WORLD NEEDS A QUICK FIX
MERCENARIES ON IT

IM INSANE
NUMB MY BRAIN
FROM THE f*ckING PAIN
RAIN
CRAWLING DOWN MY FACE WHEN ITS TOO LATE
STAY AWAY OR YOU CATCH THE f*ckING FADE
I WONT LET A b*tch STAND IN MY WAY

b*tch I FEEL LIKE ARMORKING I GRAB YOUR ARM AND BREAK YOUR SHOULDER
THIS IS NOT A f*ckING JOKE I MEAN YOU COULD JUST ASK YOUR BROTHER
PRXPVNE f*ck IT UP YUH
SHOW EM ALL YOUR BLOODLUST
LET EM KNOW WHATS UP
STRIDAWALK AND SHUT UP

I DONT CARE ABOUT WHAT EVERYBODY THINIKS

[ISTASHA]
STRUCK BY PAIN CLOCK
FUCXED WHEN I WAKE UP
BREATHING ALL MY PARODIES
EVERYDAY HAVE MY STAKES UP
CRUTCHED BY BRAIN BLOCK
MULCHING TILL THEY CAN'T DOCK
SHAPE MY LENS, AND DEPEND ON MY DAY JOB

CAN I CANCEL THE DAY
I WON'T BE A
VESSEL TO TRANSFER DECAY

STUCK IN MY DARK PHONE
THE CELL IS LIKE BRAIN SUPPRESSANT
DUCK IN MY CONE
NOW DRIPPING NUMBERS SYSTEM STABLE FUNCTION
FAIL
DODGE
f*ck
OUT THE CRATE
NAH
sh*tS ABOUT TO BREAK
CANNOT ENTER ANY PLACES
FOR WHAT?
DESCENT TO CRAZY
I'M STUCK LOOKING AT TITTIES ONLINE
WHAT THE f*ck
GOTTA PICK ME UP BACK ON MY GRIND
TO COMMEND LIKE A GENERAL IN A SENSE OF ASCENSION I GOT THE BAD IN A BAG AND I LEAVE IT OFF OF MY MENTIONS
I DON'T PRAISE MY sh*t
CUT IT OFF LIKE CRICKET
GOT AWAY REAL QUICK
CAN I ADD MORE BRICKS?
TO THIS CHAPEL I KNEW
REAP RELIGION
I'LL WEAVE THAT SHUT
IN A TIME CUBE
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