SLEEP PARALYSIS
What do you think? When I've sleepy paralysis - I DON’T FEEL AS IF 1000 BICHES ARE LYING ON ME? AYEEE, I've been taking pills for a week NOW, AYEEE... I still have a sick imagination, Write feelings in a row on paper, Hah, Small bitch in the classroom playing with DEPRESSION, She doesn't even know what it's, She's just a posing bitch, AYEEE, Did business further without rest, YEAH, This bitch boasts that she has sadness and stress, My bitch is very jealous, uh She'd to go to fucking courses, yeah, Instead, she smoked behind garages, uh, She doesn't care 'bout my phone messages, hah, In any case, I WILL FIND ANY PASSAGES TO HER... Ask that Italian girl to rate you and your style, But do not ask me, HUH? AH? I made money at work, and tired, Ask me, "Why did you wan' die at age eleven? That was a month ago." And I'll answer with a blow to the face with a blade, yeah, Do you like it when I hate you? Do not eat from this plate, this plate is new, Be careful with this picture, this Chinese woman painted it, Nigga, kill your fucking wit, It beats everyone’s soul, Yeah! I cut veins, even though I'm 11 years old... Do you wan' know the reason for this action? I made a bet with the devil and won, Fuck... You don't need to know who the devil’s son's, Cut yourself despite the wounds, This time I won’t give you pounds for medicine, Die, and then rot, I DO NOT GIVE A DAMN, I have a more important problem, And it needs to be solved... I don't give a fuck what they think of me, Sell ​​your sweets even though they are not sweet, Devil makes breathing difficult, My blade is my favorite tool, Being with girls is not cool For me, In order to keep my soul and not sell it to the devil, I did everything I could... Hah... To get more money I am used to squeezin' everythin' out of a hobby, I've already gotten rid of a lot of damn phobias, And who is more powerful in the soul here? I have a Spaniard, his name is, uh, Tobias, He didn't overcome only one of his fear, This fear is sleep paralysis... I've sleepy paralysis... I've sleepy paralysis... Sleepy paralysis... I, HUH, FUCKING HATE THIS, Every night I fall into the abyss, Do you see that boy? I don't insist on the kiss Of that girl who is near him, 'Cuz that bitch of him. I've sleepy paralysis... I've sleepy paralysis... Sleepy paralysis... I, HUH, FUCKING HATE THIS, Every night I fall into the abyss, Do you see that boy? I don't insist on the kiss Of that girl who is near him, 'Cuz that bitch of him, I ain't like that much attention to myself, My heart is still fucking melting... HATRED, BITCH, YEAH! I FELT HER!.. Nigga you won't leave me, Keep talking about your affairs, I scored a bolt on stains, yeah I do not care what kind of clothes a nigga wears, Climb up the stairs, Rise to the attic, I will stand around the corner... WILL STAND WITH A BLOODY KNIFE, AYE... Ask me why I'm not standin' with a blade... It's always Friday for me, I'm not interested in what date it's, I love heavy beats, I have no feats, I make my own gifts, MY BIRTHDAY'S OCTOBER 5TH... An album named "IS₴LATI₴N" is coming S₴₴N... HAHA... Wait... The album has already been released... YEAH, HAH! I love the gloom... I drenched my whole room... With Blood... HAHAHA?
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