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lirik lagu umaid - grimoire

are you here for my death
well come inside take this gun nd shot on head
dont be scared sir i juss want to die i tried it by my self but i can’t pull the trigger cuz this is not the right way to die nashe in the pie im p~ssi

rollin cannabis everyday im living on it
i often forget to pray and im not proud bout it
graded colour grey i like to paint these walls
no need to blush these scars
i hit the bong
they are the snitchs
they will bash u with the thongs

these are my sketchеs
look at my smile
i used to be a fancy kid likе chrysomelid
underbid also anthodyd
beghar main sadku pe soota
seekha maine sab iss duniya main sab kuch hain khoya chehre pe hassi hain rehti haan ye hain dikhava mera kahan se awaaze aarhi
salun se main sunta aarha, peeche ye parchai padi
khenche mujhe peeche nhi main nhi naqara
par duniya se main hoon door

mujhe nii samjh main aata ye tera samaj
kya hoti hain izzat
still we are tripping on rivaj aur ajj kal kya hota hain malum nhi kyu sabke sarr pe taj
like balaji on ps main khelu mirage
no hennysey main nhi peeta sharab im narcotic nd still og b~tch im drawing lines
i came up from the crimes
this music is my only way to speak up for myself i have to do this i dont know what u thinkin bout me no one is there to help i have to do this by myself this game is kold their soul is sold
these signs are coming from the sins we are the human we love to do this we obey the satin keep repeating sins are beautiful fictional we can’t say no you got the girl you got the booze you got excuse to prove
that you are right
ok this is your life i got no right to speak about you
on this sight
im aiming at you
read or write you are in que
don’t watch the blue foran undo this sh~t is not real
this pleasure last for mili seconds give up and kneel

grimoire sh~t this zone is high

you have to die homie you can’t run you have to taste your death only deeds homie will be with you in your grave hold your breath nd think bout it

silly sh~t look at my street these girls are like those hoes
they flash their self in bikini offcourse i have to speak about it my people are in prison everyday we die in here nd they undress their self for algorithm
call nia
we are not in california
land of the saints we got the sufis all here
gimme 80 cents no narnia closet is closed no rules here
b~tch
she said you mad your mind is all clear
droppin songs in every week dark is this record
i’ve got no money on me still im giving you my music
im too far livin on a penny still im here soo unique
astro lunic
emmcee on this mic spittin bars like lunatic
(beat switch)

they call me psychedelic sarge
im drawing up my melodies
im standing on a barge
foating on the water and my enimies
are waiting for me on the coast in order
how can i just let them win i guess im not a h~~rder
i can smell the hate no one is with me im in that corner living with the weed gimme a cigarette i need to roll a joint to forget all my pain no honour
call this my stupidy i can live with that
i fell in love nd she was preety dirty mind she dont like rap

from this slum im not from city on this fact she only laughed
scary sh~t she loved my kitty honestly she f~cked on snap already lemme take a break i know that people get bored you crack nd i roll this life is not always cherry
it make you laugh it will make you cry there is no pitty
nd we even dont know why
why we are soo greedy
we just want to buy
we just chase our dreams nd need to touch the sky
bye bye my babie take ur time nd dont you ever lie
we have to die you feel me you just can’t deny
be ready so can you admire your life is not that sh~tty
i can see that you are lookin happy have you any regrets

you are strong and eyes are dreamy silently you got assets
don’t you think bout your past it will make you weak
nothing here will last
forever and indeed
im just an outcast trying to live my life inside a mask
hiding from the people i can say that its my task
people here are lethal they juss trynna pass you some illegal sh~t
getting hate from eveyone chromoplastic this new gen
when i will blow this record they will sing along
sh~t i need a pen to jot it down im not here alone
but i got no friend thats why i dont check my phone

cracking jokes they offend demons in my zone
i got satins on my back i got latin in this bone
i got parrots in my pack i got platen yess i own
everything is on my own

when i die put my name on my grave stone
im a dawg with the dark tone
lock k!llin shark clone
bark like a dog lone wolf call me blop bone
b~tchs love the richest man moan in the dark zone
give me wild cone

i dont need to check my phone
i got no one on my side
i dont need to leave this room
varna hoga homicide
hola se ola le tu
dora ko pura pelu
gora tu surat se kyu
ye qora sa kaghaz hain kyu

(beat~switch)

rappin up bars
nd they making the calls
they cracking the jokes nd then making applause

hop on this sh~t don’t you make an a pause
droppin a hit song need to diss some mainstream rapper
hip hop system rolling papers is there any cause
you motherf~ckers only smoke the weed then talking bout the wisdom
in the cars they chillin with the hoes and jaws are wide open because they need to put their d~ck inside her mouth no clothes they love the nudity have sime pitty on your grave we have to die you already know that i dont need to talk bout this sh~t im getting calls every single day i see them posting pictures with no cause you guys are living on the internet
no you got no social life even you f~ck your wife on vr sh~t
whats up you need to fight eyes on top with neo lit
im getting highs

stoned sh~t im getting highs on this low steam everybody talkin sh~t but psychedelic is on screen
i can improvise this flow with my rhyme scheme directed this sh~t with pros sh~t they only scream

i can’t see myself in mirror man im looking ugly
i can’t talk to people man i only like to bullly thats a myth
im not a story teller that you wanna hit melodies splitt
cannabis get lit i dont really like to smoke this sh~t is not making me high this is not enough for me i think i need to die
can you grab your glock and squeeze that trigger pull my brains out
trippie redd i got no dread no chains on i heard that you check on your vet you still can’t crack that main song
lemme bet you have a pet you clean his sh~t then play nf
you sleep on pills then give ’em threat you pee on set with peanut bread im not on thread no lean i said that girl you met
was on my bed im on this beat like nate not red i need my med
to clean my head

i dont need the drums my concentration is on the atmo
sub gear i dont love those jordan ones man i have no money in here
wrote this record im just freestyling this sh~t
spittin bar after bar 10 shots on this b~tch

(beat~switch)

my flow is like katana
kate gha ye tera sarr
sine sh~t tu pad ghama
yahan jaye gha bikharr

banta nake pe tu shana
mujhse mila nhi paate nazar
im not a fighter ridin on the beats ye sab kehte mujhe ghost rider
agg se khelu main aur ye saare bangye ghost writer
hawk ki tarah main noochu inka ghost beef rapper
battle rapper settle with the girl sentimental rapper
rollin up the seed salun ko wrapper main wrap krke penku gha main inko in the gutter hennesy mere zone main chalti nhi sharab you should fell on knee jeeta hoon main apna khwab
i dont need to be on top
sare kehre khudko greatest in this matrix they are s~d~st though their lyrics copy cats are spittin up their latest bars on statics i dont need any credits im grinding everyday im on this sh~t like trevor and lamar
dont you ever poke me sniff that coke nd play guitar
outspoken snitch
you’re not a star
outsmoked sh~t
inside your car
im not so rich
im not on twitch
they call me psychic
cuz im too far

inko tum kehdo ki main nhi hoon inke saath
haathon main qalam leke main baitha hoon jalake aag
jali ye zamana khali hain inka dimag gali dete ghaanu main mujhe ye bole bhaag tu yahan se ye cypher nhi tumhara you spit the dirty bars tko likhna vi nhi aata
shut the f~ck up tere ep se bada ye mera ghana
no limit non stop kru flow wait min
ghaane ko abhi hogye hain 8 min
not on levitt n~gga i dont have a microphone
story sh~t like k!lla is recorded on my phone
not that gang sh~t this zone is high i can’t see the chain sh~t
they die i can’t see the grain sh~t like why im like why that b~tch came so close
plan sh~t i need another dose you cannot clean sh~t i think i need to post this d~ck inside your hole
clean chick you got a mole inside your assh0l~ you must have seen sh~t in mirror b~tch im stayin low you can call me loki
here you gave me neck blow f~ckin bheem sh~t teri chutki ko main kholu andr dalugha main haath bahr nikalungha raju

tap nd eh tap
woah fast enough this rap
how can i fefe
clap in the gap
that cop got the fifty
hunnid hunnid bribe
clappin on yeezie
dawg in the d~cky park in a slot
get f~cked u freaky how can i get the girl
f~ck mehwish she is stuck at this metaphor
saamp baithe mere koll drop krun metadoll

motherph~ckin b~tch
i need your lebel
im droppin my music
you can call it lit

kabhi bane blunt kabhi jale spliff
kabhi kare call kabhi kare l!ck
dalun main no ball saalun se main sick
face pe raga rehta ye mask meri shakal hee ajeeb hrr eak beat ko krun main k!ll chahe dedo pop ya phir uk drill im lyrically rich i can never chill basically b~tch bpm is 140 thats why i need to stitch

walter maot in harry potter call the cop im on this border
seedhe mout flow nhi deta main this beat is not in order

i gathered all the saints they’re all mockers and dance
in front of devils in trance couple of bands and lockets

around their neck and hence they proved they got the faith in
objects screw your sh~t is not that tight
spit bars b~tch
don’t you ever try to be a preacher again
f~ck off b~tch
halhi maine sunna tha halaki halat inki hain kharab
khali inhone pia tha kale haath leke kyun pete sharab
harkatu se ye sab sale lagte hain navab
my time is getting over i should leave this beat
cuz i need to hop on another track
9:59 psychedelic got assigned
stoned dawg i dont need a nine
blooded up ur block already u should better check your sign
now its 10: 06 vocals raw its not mixed extra 13 sec im giving u as gift
b~tch im out

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