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๐Ÿ‘ค Kwite โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ a Look in โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:05
๐ŸŽต 3631 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:05 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 9522047

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

You don't have a mom 'cause she's dead as fuck like Bambi's is
You can't tell if I'm racist, or just Asian like the Mandarin
I'ma pussy; If you say my name I won't respond or answer it
I don't care, I ain't there, I'm a square, not the Candyman
Now I'm only sweet because I'm fruity, natural flavor (Pcwee)
Most don't even get to hit this once, you better savor it (Yum)
I expect getting split, how Korea on paper is
Bisexual trynna get bisected; Darth Vader shit

Your face funny lookin', but it's no fun to look at
I'm stuck in the past, an owl how I look back
World's weight on my back, need my spine looked at
Despite everything, it's still me, would you look at that? (Damn)
Face fucked lookin', still sucks to look at
I'd mangle father time, if I'd never have to look back
Ass perked for nothin', but who passin' without lookin'?
My past always come crawlin' back, would you look at that?

My voice soothin' like white noise
Could snooze to it for the ambience
Grey morality is fun to me, y'all laugh at r-slash-ambient
But brave reality underneath from a world view, can't tank a risk
Can't take a risk been to the choppin' block enough
And I've never stuck my neck out again
I talk like I live in opulence
But all my friends know I'll posture my position
And impostor syndrome kickin' in
And I'll never recommend gamblin', installin' CS
Just for skins, but I'll still bet six figures, rich hypocrite
Big money in the pot, dice, kettles rollin' 'em
I don't wear jewlery, got kosmemophobia
Need to roll a wood for just a chance at how to roll with punches
Shouldn't go in public like the yanks with Cambodia
I'm Ho Chi Minh the way my entrails is trailin' out
OBGYM, menstural cycle how I'm bleedin' out
Won't see me with friends scared to try and even leave the house
Bodies stain the floor, all my holes of crimson leakin' out (Corpse)
Then it stops, menopause, now my corpse in rigor mortis
Now it's been decayed and twisted; hard to look at my mortal
Skin shriveled, face peelin', like she stole my soul, oral
It's like me and lady death have post-humous-coitus (Huh?)
Sinner stole a Fed-Ex truck to do donuts in it
'Cinerate the rubber 'till it's cinders
Back to sender, sealed, delivered
Masturbate the all genders
Saturate my own mental
Dressing best at full leather
Outfitted for cold weather
Pretty face, empty head, you know I'm dumb perfect
Got you dumb-founded, lookin' at me
Still I'm at your service
I get anxious during hanky-panky, all I am is nervous
But please give me a chance: I'll be good, I'll be worth it (Unh)
R.I.P. the soldiers, who died in the service
I dive in her cervix, I'm in them caves lurkin'
Onomatopoeia, skirtin' circles 'fore I'm out it's curtains
My skin flawless, so smooth, you could CS:GO surf it
(Eat shit and die Kwite)

Your face funny lookin', but it's no fun to look at
I'm stuck in the past, an owl how I look back
World's weight on my back, need my spine looked at
Despite everything, it's still me, would you look at that? (Damn)
Face fucked lookin', still sucks to look at
I'd mangle father time, if I'd never have to look back
Ass perked for nothin', but who passin' without lookin'?
My past always come crawlin' back, would you look at that?
Your face funny lookin', but it's no fun to look at
I'm stuck in the past, an owl how I look back
World's weight on my back, need my spine looked at
Despite everything, it's still me, would you look at that? (Damn)
Face fucked lookin', still sucks to look at
I'd mangle father time, if I'd never have to look back
Ass perked for nothin', but who passin' without lookin'?
My past always comes crawlin' back, would you look at that?

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:10.66] You don't have a mom 'cause she's dead as fuck like Bambi's is
[00:13.09] You can't tell if I'm racist, or just Asian like the Mandarin
[00:15.78] I'ma pussy; If you say my name I won't respond or answer it
[00:18.63] I don't care, I ain't there, I'm a square, not the Candyman
[00:21.33] Now I'm only sweet because I'm fruity, natural flavor (Pcwee)
[00:24.08] Most don't even get to hit this once, you better savor it (Yum)
[00:26.46] I expect getting split, how Korea on paper is
[00:28.85] Bisexual trynna get bisected; Darth Vader shit
[00:31.76] Your face funny lookin', but it's no fun to look at
[00:34.41] I'm stuck in the past, an owl how I look back
[00:37.07] World's weight on my back, need my spine looked at
[00:39.78] Despite everything, it's still me, would you look at that? (Damn)
[00:42.77] Face fucked lookin', still sucks to look at
[00:45.05] I'd mangle father time, if I'd never have to look back
[00:47.73] Ass perked for nothin', but who passin' without lookin'?
[00:50.45] My past always come crawlin' back, would you look at that?
[00:53.11] My voice soothin' like white noise
[00:54.48] Could snooze to it for the ambience
[00:55.95] Grey morality is fun to me, y'all laugh at r-slash-ambient
[00:58.49] But brave reality underneath from a world view, can't tank a risk
[01:01.13] Can't take a risk been to the choppin' block enough
[01:02.48] And I've never stuck my neck out again
[01:03.81] I talk like I live in opulence
[01:05.56] But all my friends know I'll posture my position
[01:07.36] And impostor syndrome kickin' in
[01:08.96] And I'll never recommend gamblin', installin' CS
[01:11.52] Just for skins, but I'll still bet six figures, rich hypocrite
[01:14.55] Big money in the pot, dice, kettles rollin' 'em
[01:17.24] I don't wear jewlery, got kosmemophobia
[01:19.83] Need to roll a wood for just a chance at how to roll with punches
[01:22.54] Shouldn't go in public like the yanks with Cambodia
[01:25.41] I'm Ho Chi Minh the way my entrails is trailin' out
[01:27.81] OBGYM, menstural cycle how I'm bleedin' out
[01:30.52] Won't see me with friends scared to try and even leave the house
[01:33.13] Bodies stain the floor, all my holes of crimson leakin' out (Corpse)
[01:35.93] Then it stops, menopause, now my corpse in rigor mortis
[01:38.60] Now it's been decayed and twisted; hard to look at my mortal
[01:41.29] Skin shriveled, face peelin', like she stole my soul, oral
[01:43.97] It's like me and lady death have post-humous-coitus (Huh?)
[01:46.66] Sinner stole a Fed-Ex truck to do donuts in it
[01:48.71] 'Cinerate the rubber 'till it's cinders
[01:50.44] Back to sender, sealed, delivered
[01:51.95] Masturbate the all genders
[01:53.17] Saturate my own mental
[01:54.59] Dressing best at full leather
[01:56.08] Outfitted for cold weather
[01:57.20] Pretty face, empty head, you know I'm dumb perfect
[01:59.69] Got you dumb-founded, lookin' at me
[02:01.16] Still I'm at your service
[02:02.24] I get anxious during hanky-panky, all I am is nervous
[02:04.99] But please give me a chance: I'll be good, I'll be worth it (Unh)
[02:07.99] R.I.P. the soldiers, who died in the service
[02:10.23] I dive in her cervix, I'm in them caves lurkin'
[02:13.01] Onomatopoeia, skirtin' circles 'fore I'm out it's curtains
[02:15.66] My skin flawless, so smooth, you could CS:GO surf it
[02:18.69] (Eat shit and die Kwite)
[02:19.88] Your face funny lookin', but it's no fun to look at
[02:22.60] I'm stuck in the past, an owl how I look back
[02:25.14] World's weight on my back, need my spine looked at
[02:27.81] Despite everything, it's still me, would you look at that? (Damn)
[02:31.01] Face fucked lookin', still sucks to look at
[02:33.09] I'd mangle father time, if I'd never have to look back
[02:35.71] Ass perked for nothin', but who passin' without lookin'?
[02:38.42] My past always come crawlin' back, would you look at that?
[02:41.11] Your face funny lookin', but it's no fun to look at
[02:43.74] I'm stuck in the past, an owl how I look back
[02:46.66] World's weight on my back, need my spine looked at
[02:49.11] Despite everything, it's still me, would you look at that? (Damn)
[02:52.32] Face fucked lookin', still sucks to look at
[02:54.42] I'd mangle father time, if I'd never have to look back
[02:57.35] Ass perked for nothin', but who passin' without lookin'?
[02:59.72] My past always comes crawlin' back, would you look at that?
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