That Just Isn't Empirically Possible (Explicit)
$UICIDEBOY$"That Just Isn't Empirically Possible (Explicit)"은(는) $UICIDEBOY$의 곡입니다, 2020, Pop. 길이는 1:44, 33 lines / 259 words.
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0:00That Just Isn't Empirically Possible - $UICIDEBOY$
0:28Lord of Loneliness：
0:30It's lonely at the top
0:32All of my enemies have been defeated
0:34The crown has been sitting on my head for too long
0:36It's starting to give me these legions
0:38Don't follow the crowd the crowd is misleading
0:40Stay solo surrounded by all of my demons
0:43Licking my wounds as they deepen
0:44Constantly feeding them all of my secrets
0:46007 I got the golden gun I got the golden
0:49I'm busting open up the door
0:50I'm at my breaking point I cannot take this s**t no more
0:53I'm ready to f**king explode
0:54Open up knock-knock here comes the Glock cocked
0:56Nine milli pop-pop-pop oh no
0:58Making a mess my aim ain't the best
1:00I guess I should clean this all up and go home
1:17Yung Mane：
1:17Percocet Roxycodone with some Xanax that I had crushed up in some dust huh
1:21Elevated to another dimension so I got a limp in my strut
1:24F**k
1:25I do not care to be here or be there
1:26In the mean time it seems that I'm stuck huh
1:29Swerving and crashing that dying little bastard
1:30Yung Christ you address me as such what
1:32Crazy little demon they wave when they see me
1:34Face tatted from ear to ear yeah
1:36Northside boy with a Glock sized toy
1:38If I cock it there's going to be tears here
1:40Manic depressive when life is in session
1:42I hide in a room that's dark as me
1:44Dollar sign B and it's still F-T-P f**king G-R-E-Y 'til I R-I-P
That Just Isn't Empirically Possible - $UICIDEBOY$ Lord of Loneliness： It's lonely at the top All of my enemies have been defeated The crown has been sitting on my head for too long It's starting to give me these legions Don't follow the crowd the crowd is misleading Stay solo surrounded by all of my demons Licking my wounds as they deepen Constantly feeding them all of my secrets 007 I got the golden gun I got the golden I'm busting open up the door I'm at my breaking point I cannot take this s**t no more I'm ready to f**king explode Open up knock-knock here comes the Glock cocked Nine milli pop-pop-pop oh no Making a mess my aim ain't the best I guess I should clean this all up and go home Yung Mane： Percocet Roxycodone with some Xanax that I had crushed up in some dust huh Elevated to another dimension so I got a limp in my strut F**k I do not care to be here or be there In the mean time it seems that I'm stuck huh Swerving and crashing that dying little bastard Yung Christ you address me as such what Crazy little demon they wave when they see me Face tatted from ear to ear yeah Northside boy with a Glock sized toy If I cock it there's going to be tears here Manic depressive when life is in session I hide in a room that's dark as me Dollar sign B and it's still F-T-P f**king G-R-E-Y 'til I R-I-P
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