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lirik lagu synsy - read the room

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[chorus]
steppin’ to me you get put in ya place and my prediction is ya vision getting clouded with haze
i’m smoking up to my lungs when i pick up the pace
down to f~ck up anybody pushing into my lane and now i ~

[verse 1]
stop mic check, one two, if this boy acting tough we get to run up on you
waste of time, out of place, still i’m suffering through
you get ya life sn~tched quick, best you reading the room
i’m on that, old school flow that you man never heard about
my thoughts are like my washing on the line i’m tryna air em’ out
they copy styles even my fashion like they wear em’ out
my name ring bells around the nation you the talk the town?
that’s cute man, i bet ya mumzy very proud
got five groupies screaming in the room like are these girls aloud?
step on the stage and f~ck it up that’s how i work the crowd
you follow trends all while i set em what’s the talk about?

[chorus]
steppin’ to me you get put in ya place and my prediction is ya vision getting clouded with haze
i’m smoking up to my lungs when i pick up the pace
down to f~ck up anybody pushing into my lane and now i ~

[verse 2]
stop, mag check, three four, got the 5~6 spraying c~nts down on the floor
f~ck my mind is a mess, all these visions of gore
i tuck a blade in my waist to cause incisions some more
but this man’s mad, should have f~cking left the room, take a walk while i resume
i slap him make fly up in the sky like f~cking looney tunes
i talk the talk, and walk the walk you out here jus inhaling fumes
with all the gas you spew, you set the match and light the fuse, your casket is awaiting you, i see the view, your body getting drained of fluid, synsy summon spirits spitting psycho sh~t
telling tasteless tricks to take a trip the
type to talk ain’t it
[chorus]
steppin’ to me you get put in your place and
my prediction is ya vision getting clouded with haze
i’m smoking up to my lungs when i pick up the pace
down to f~ck up anybody pushin into my lane
and now i ~

[outro]
stop, bag check, 7~8
born in 98, soon be known as one of the greats
think i’m f~cking up tracks, well this is only a taste
you soon to burn out, off course, losing the race


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