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Basistiy Beats No, I can’t give it up, no lie You get sad in a week, now you think you wanna die On sky, it can pop up like a bubble text Rather mess with me, can’t mess with the rest We just came from the S', flying everywhere eternal I can move it heavy, I’m jus making it external Frost in their hearts, so wicked of the journal Frost in their mouth, so wicked of their verbal We won’t die, we will survive 'Til the end going past their lives No more coldhearted pain in our mind All you gotta do is shine Back home, resting bones, on the bed, quiet tone Back on the angle, don’t wan’ go to my tombstone Envy in my heart still, biting on yo’ damn nose Too much messed up people, got me thinking they’re clones Basistiy Beats No, I can’t give it up, no lie You get sad in a week, now you think you wanna die On sky, it can pop up like a bubble text Rather mess with me, can’t mess with the rest We just came from the S', flying everywhere eternal I can move it heavy, I’m jus making it external Frost in their hearts, so wicked of the journal Frost in their mouth, so wicked of their verbal From Letras Mania