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lirik lagu fully thrifted, ross why, marko inc. & trey-yo - potcm

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[chorus: marko inc.]
everybody needs something to feel good
everybody needs to feel alive
everybody needs someone to feel love
everybody fears the day they’ll die

everybody needs something to feel good
everybody needs to feel alive
everybody needs someone to feel love
everybody fears the day they’ll die

[verse 1: rossy]
the clock is ticking faster as the nights are getting longer
on the surface of the earth is where i flourish, ain’t no fodder
pray to father saying used to think etеrnity was certain
we all searching for a pеrson that we stick with during best and worst sh~t
i used to think that everyone had purpose
something we were serving up until elohim close the curtain
we don’t know if what we know is even working, we get stains
blood, sweat, s~m~n: you gon’ need detergent – clean your purpose
i’ve seen the worst of people: creatures lurking, demons, vermin
preachers thirst in gardens like some evil serpents
feeble churches feeding off of fearing herds in – years of hurting
masses yearning at their masters, but they act like they ain’t heard it
read the torah backwards, so their morals be inverted
i’m not normally a yapper, but these chords got me determined
i don’t quarrel with the pastor, but if it’s concerning verses
was i born to be a rapper? was i born to be a servant?
only one i’ll worship
[pre~chorus: rossy]
don’t get it twisted
fully thrifted misfits
favorite place is spitting
ain’t no way i’d have it different
went through tons of tunnels and i burned some bridges
but i built ‘em back, and birds are chirping
i’m like bob with this sh~t
journeys in the jeep, i’m honking on it
blurring down the street, i was not a popular kid
purring like a cheetah when i sing my song in the whip
so get your mom, get your bong, sing along with this sh~t

[chorus: marko inc.]
(uh, uh)
everybody needs something to feel good
everybody needs to feel alive
everybody needs someone to feel love
everybody fears the day they’ll die

everybody needs something to feel good
everybody needs to feel alive
everybody needs someone to feel love
everybody fears the day they’ll die

[verse 2: marko inc.]
yeah, being earthly works for me, i see god’s work in burly trees
feet outside with dirt beneath, it’ll be there for eternity
but i just be here currently, i’m sure when i do perjury
and go back on my word to me, it’s hurting me internally
prefer to find the perfect me, i’m searching for him urgently
but nothing has occurred to me, i’m cursed to purge eternally
i’m sure to be in surgery, just burning out the worst of me
won’t learn a thing, or two, or three ‘till everybody’s heard of me
existence is a blur to me, i’m splittin, spitting plurally
shift like a thirty~third degree that looks a bit too serpent~y
i’ll turn a key and lurk between the hallways of your worstest dreams
to murder me would be to serve the earth and all it’s earthlings
i’ll let you, out of courtesy, observe the way i’m churning
every word to think out verbally ‘bout how you nerds absurd to me
and frankly deterring me from rapping to earn currency
best learn my verses fervently, ‘cause one day they’ll refer to me

[pre~chorus: rossy]
don’t get it tw—, don’t get it twisted
fully thrifted misfits
favorite place is spitting
ain’t no way i’d have it different
went through tons of tunnels and i burned some bridges
but i built ‘em back, and birds are chirping
i’m like bob with this sh~t
journeys in the jeep, i’m honking on it
blurring down the street, i was not a popular kid
purring like a cheetah when i sing my song in the whip
so get your mom, get your bong, sing along with this sh~t

[chorus: marko inc.]
(uh, uh)
everybody needs something to feel good
everybody needs to feel alive
everybody needs someone to feel love
everybody fears the day they’ll die

everybody needs something to feel good
everybody needs to feel alive
everybody needs someone to feel love
everybody fears the day they’ll die

[interlude: summer project]

[pre~chorus: rossy]
don’t get it tw—, don’t get it twisted
fully thrifted misfits
favorite place is spitting
ain’t no way i’d have it different
went through tons of tunnels and i burned some bridges
but i built ‘em back, and birds are chirping
i’m like bob with this sh~t
journeys in the jeep, i’m honking on it
blurring down the street, i was not a popular kid
purring like a cheetah when i sing my song in the whip
so get your mom, get your bong, sing along with this sh~t

[chorus: marko inc.]
(uh, uh)
everybody needs something to feel good
everybody needs to feel alive
everybody needs someone to feel love
everybody fears the day they’ll die

everybody needs something to feel good
everybody needs to feel alive
everybody needs someone to feel love
everybody fears the day they’ll die


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