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lirik lagu kxllinme - barcode gospel

intro
before you press play… nah — deadass, listen to me for a second
this ain’t some sh~t you throw on while you scroll
this ain’t background music
this ain’t “put it on and vibe.”
this tape talks about loss, addiction, violence, family sh~t, childhood sh~t —
the kind of sh~t people only bring up when they’re already f~cked up
and don’t know where else to put it
i’m not sayin’ that to sound deep
i’m sayin’ it ‘cause some of this might hit you harder than you’re ready for
if your head’s in a bad place right now?
it’s cool to walk away. i mean that sh~t
but if you stay…
don’t listen like you’re critiquin’ it
don’t listen like you’re rankin’ bars or lookin’ for your favorite line
listen likе you’re sittin’ in the room with me
whilе i say sh~t i normally keep locked the f~ck up
this ain’t about answers
this ain’t about bein’ inspirational
this ain’t about me actin’ like i got it figured out
it’s just honesty
the ugly kind
alright. you were warned

verse 1
y’all flex “hottest out”—i don’t hear that noise
ain’t n0body match me when it come to the store
i stole more pain than a therapist stuck with a narcissist
it just don’t f~ckin’ happen
my trauma got trauma, my register’s seen more breakdowns
than most these rappers ever will on a verse
clock in, clock out—y’all just clock followers
i count scars on the glass and pain in my posture
barcode hymns in my lungs, static sleep in my veins
you chase applause—i chase bread through the rain
baggin’ nightmares with snacks, i got death on the list
sweat stains in my collar, penjamin in my fist
you rap for respect, i’m just prayin’ for peace
i’ve seen more homies ghost than a backroom sweep
your “hottest out” don’t mean sh~t in this drought
i’m the one they call when the hope run out
you’re probably tired of me rappin’ about the store
but who else could talk this pain? n0body’s done it before
y’all don’t know the weight i carry, the hurt i tow
you ain’t had to parent your ~~~~~~ while the register’s low
workin’ graveyard to make ends meet
when all you feel like is the end of the street
but n0body else got this streak—this cursed marathon
it’s the only thing that’s kept me movin’ when everything’s gone
i mop trauma, stock grief, bag loss for the price
you spill pain in your verses—i bleed it in real life
so yeah, i’ll keep rappin’ about this graveyard grind
’cause no one’s lived these shifts or survived this state of mind
hook
it’s that corner store—the kind you don’t mention
pain in my pockets, god in detention
nights on the clock got my soul confessin’
barcode gospel—each scan a lesson

verse 2
y’all never been heartbroken, tryin’ to work a shift
when all you wanna do is k!ll sh~t
you hate everything and everyone, wanna k!ll that b~tch
soulja boy can’t say he the first to spit like this—he hasn’t
i’m the first in my lane, it’s honestly drivin’ me insane
like shady with kim in the trunk, i’m deranged
everyone thinks cash is nice—’til they see my brain
i feel like i’ve said it enough, but let me make it plain
don’t f~ck with me unless you wanna know what i’m capable of
i’ll punch out god before my time is up
and i ain’t talkin’ ’bout jesus—i’m talkin’ ’bout my ops
those motherf~ckers think they’re god—but they’re judas
snakes in the lot

hook
it’s that corner store—the kind you don’t mention
pain in my pockets, god in detention
nights on the clock got my soul confessin’
barcode gospel—each scan a lesson
verse 3
i honestly wanted to quit after the first tape
felt like i said it all, didn’t wanna overstay
(beat pause)
didn’t wanna milk the trauma, didn’t wanna fake the pain
but the fire inside ain’t out—it still rages every day
the battery in my back fully charged—i’m on murder mode
ready to body these frauds, leave your heroes exposed
i’m tired of you thinkin’ y’all the sh~t, so hear me clear
when i blow, i ain’t bringin’ none of y’all near
(beat pause)
i’ma switch up faster than a switch on o block
but i won’t quit the shift—nah, that’s all i got
if i didn’t have the store, i’d have no life
(i’d be f~ckin’ dead)
so before you talk “what’s next?”—
this is all that’s left to be said

hook / outro
it’s that corner store rap—the type you don’t expect
pain in my pockets, ghosts in my check
nights in the shop got my soul confessin’
barcode gospel—every line’s a lesson
it’s that corner store rap—the truth they neglect
loss in my section, death in the debt
nights in the store got my faith in question
barcode gospel—survival’s the blessing

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