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You're Now Tuning into 66.6 FM with DJ Rapture (The Hottest Hour of the Evening) (Explicit)

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2017-05-262:00 phútLời đồng bộ

"You're Now Tuning into 66.6 FM with DJ Rapture (The Hottest Hour of the Evening) (Explicit)" là bài hát của $UICIDEBOY$, 2017, Pop. Thời lượng 2:00, 53 lines / 347 words.

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0:00You're Now Tuning Into 66.6 FM With DJ Rapture (The Hottest Hour Of The Evening) - $UICIDEBOY$
0:00Sink back in that f**king spine
0:01Second guessing crime
0:027th ward where I snort a slug and cross the f**king line
0:07West Bank/Northside 'til the coffin ride
0:10Who am I I am god I am Basquiat
0:13Trap a holics mixtapes
0:23Man drop this sh*t for these f**k niggas
0:26Grey five nine signed
0:29Rough diamonds tryna shine
0:32Christ and I $uicide
0:35You know you know you know I'm
0:36Diving head first when crucified
0:38Lucifer cried when I told him I'm choosing to die
0:40Noose and a knife
0:41But I ain't use the knife
0:42To loosen the noose keep it tight
0:43Abusing the truth that's a lie
0:45F**k boy with a ski mask think he gon' rob me blind
0:47F**k boy better think fast when he cock the nine
0:50F**k boy better
0:50F**k boy better sink back in that f**king spine
0:52Second guessing crime
0:547th ward where I snort a slug and cross the f**king line
0:57Yet another line inside the cup
0:59Another line you should look up
1:01Another line that shook you up
1:02I signed the line for Lucifer
1:04Damn son where'd you find this
1:09Real trap sh*t
1:1059 'til I'm dead aye
1:14B**ch I'm grey 'til the death yeah
1:17Never gave a f**k 'bout dying no
1:20Even when I was a jit woe
1:23Pop a jig load the rig with that motherf**king china white
1:26F**k it if I die tonight
1:28I'm gambling with my f**king life
1:30West Bank/Northside 'til the coffin ride
1:33Who am I I am god I am Basquiat
1:36Yung Kurt Cobain with the scarred veins
1:39Mentally deranged hear the crows say my name $scarecrow
1:43I'm just wasting my time
1:44I'm just wastin' my breath
1:46Why can't I just die
1:47Why can't I go next
1:49Why we get no respect
1:50Why I loved holding TES's
1:52Xanax bar on my neck
1:54I pop 'em pop 'em to death
1:56This ain't no motherf**kin' trend
1:57Everyday feels like the end
1:58Feed me feed me medicine
2:00So I can't feel my sins
You're Now Tuning Into 66.6 FM With DJ Rapture (The Hottest Hour Of The Evening) - $UICIDEBOY$
Sink back in that f**king spine
Second guessing crime
7th ward where I snort a slug and cross the f**king line
West Bank/Northside 'til the coffin ride
Who am I I am god I am Basquiat
Trap a holics mixtapes
Man drop this sh*t for these f**k niggas
Grey five nine signed
Rough diamonds tryna shine
Christ and I $uicide
You know you know you know I'm
Diving head first when crucified
Lucifer cried when I told him I'm choosing to die
Noose and a knife
But I ain't use the knife
To loosen the noose keep it tight
Abusing the truth that's a lie
F**k boy with a ski mask think he gon' rob me blind
F**k boy better think fast when he cock the nine
F**k boy better
F**k boy better sink back in that f**king spine
Second guessing crime
7th ward where I snort a slug and cross the f**king line
Yet another line inside the cup
Another line you should look up
Another line that shook you up
I signed the line for Lucifer
Damn son where'd you find this
Real trap sh*t
59 'til I'm dead aye
B**ch I'm grey 'til the death yeah
Never gave a f**k 'bout dying no
Even when I was a jit woe
Pop a jig load the rig with that motherf**king china white
F**k it if I die tonight
I'm gambling with my f**king life
West Bank/Northside 'til the coffin ride
Who am I I am god I am Basquiat
Yung Kurt Cobain with the scarred veins
Mentally deranged hear the crows say my name $scarecrow
I'm just wasting my time
I'm just wastin' my breath
Why can't I just die
Why can't I go next
Why we get no respect
Why I loved holding TES's
Xanax bar on my neck
I pop 'em pop 'em to death
This ain't no motherf**kin' trend
Everyday feels like the end
Feed me feed me medicine
So I can't feel my sins

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