Another Banal Diss
I wake up in my room i feel like i'm dead
They used to call me a faggot for my fucking purple hair
I know that i'm a failure but you already know that
Even if i got 3 fans i'm a fucking threat
Ok i admit i don't have no bitches
I don't have no clout no bars to spit
Kuzu my producer is a fucking acidhead
Every time i go to his place i think "oh fuck he's dead"
I don't really rap about making cash no
And i wanna slit my wrists okay that's a fact
Fuk we made a lifetime pact
You don't need me to realize your music's trash
Man you cannot rap because of your golden chain
Did you know you need a brain? fuck this scene i'll change this lane
You don't feel the pain with heroin in your vein
Fuck the fame i quit this game i'm not your shame i don't know why we came
If you would switch flow like you're switching hoes
If you would practice instead of buying clothes
If you would write instead of snorting with your nose
Maybe you would have someone coming to your shows, hoe
And i don't know if you're gonna feel the same
If you will scream my name when you see me into flames
I hope you'll be safe just in case don't break your face
No one to chase and fuck this race i'm out the place hey
F u k dying everyday hey
There's no way you're gona slay
Bodies turning gray we need to pray bitch
And i don't know why i'm born like this
Why every night I wish i don't exist
They used to call me a faggot for my fucking purple hair
I know that i'm a failure but you already know that
Even if i got 3 fans i'm a fucking threat
Ok i admit i don't have no bitches
I don't have no clout no bars to spit
Kuzu my producer is a fucking acidhead
Every time i go to his place i think "oh fuck he's dead"
I don't really rap about making cash no
And i wanna slit my wrists okay that's a fact
Fuk we made a lifetime pact
You don't need me to realize your music's trash
Man you cannot rap because of your golden chain
Did you know you need a brain? fuck this scene i'll change this lane
You don't feel the pain with heroin in your vein
Fuck the fame i quit this game i'm not your shame i don't know why we came
If you would switch flow like you're switching hoes
If you would practice instead of buying clothes
If you would write instead of snorting with your nose
Maybe you would have someone coming to your shows, hoe
And i don't know if you're gonna feel the same
If you will scream my name when you see me into flames
I hope you'll be safe just in case don't break your face
No one to chase and fuck this race i'm out the place hey
F u k dying everyday hey
There's no way you're gona slay
Bodies turning gray we need to pray bitch
And i don't know why i'm born like this
Why every night I wish i don't exist
Credits
Writer(s): Davide Filipponi
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