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Hurt Everybody

"3K47"

[Verse: Supa Bwe]
Supa the assailant
Why you make me do it, I ain't wanna do it
I got all these cravings
b*tches, Remy, buddah, Henny and this music
f*ck you, I’m amazing
All my n*ggas prudent, they don’t need direction
Bad Bwe boolin'
I don’t leave reflections, bet that you ain't catch it
Blood, I need blood, n*ggas owe me blood
b*tches owe me love, smoke another blunt
California love, smoked another blunt
Chicago all I love, I don’t see you f*cks
I don’t feel sh*t, pop another Xan
And get to killing sh*t, young natural savage
I was built with it, nana told me I was reckless
Finish breakfast, I ain’t listen, no
And I still don’t eat my grits, I don’t have a mission
Just resistance, f*ck the nation, my opinion
I’m still gon speak my sh*t, young black and angry
Where’s the change cause I've been waiting, man
And they still pulling sh*t, still killing n*ggas
Still pointing fingers, still selling children
Sell 'em to the system, still burning churches
Still steal in churches
I got all this magic
I made this for nothing

[Outro]
I got all this magic
I made this from nothing
I got all this magic
I made this from nothing
I got all this magic
I made this from nothing

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