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lirik lagu owlordie – alfredo

im my own ghetto

leds over pots, what are the odds

dat i be like alfredo?

vaya, no quiero

stuck in the memo

my lyrics rot, growin the pot
man, im sick of the camo

style never settle

and im in like a nemo

using the cells, fullfilling the shelfs

and i grind like a feeble

roby krasyvo

do you see like an eagle

thats what i thought, u missing the spot

and again and all over

try staying sober

missing the files of her (heh)

commit the set

back on the deck
and im p~ssing the fires for her

ex on the set

shoot her to death

in a forest i grew for her

scratching the set

screwed silhouette

in a purple and burning fur

yall know that sir

so many things occurred

ammo of east is bombing the west

but isnt that just absurd

times have become obscured

i wanna live, theres nothing to give
and sometimes i wanna skrt

just wanna skrt