Delirium - Ctrl+alt+delete! (feat. Drear)

Ctrl alt delete
You get put to sleep
Out of pocket I might speak
Flock of sheep is all I see
Underground underneath
That is where you needa be
I can feel it when I breath
Six feet you laying deep

I might lose my self up in this cup
Lookin at my bitch, you really thought that you could fuck?
I dont give a fuck about your numbers or your funds
Step across the line and your life might end up done

Watch me how I run
Half these motherfuckers only hard behind a gun
Hoppin out the mazi grippin blades you better run
Find it hard to breath with metal sticking in your lung

She really thought that she could fuck
I don't want that pussy
Look how quick she give it up
You stressing bout them bill's
I go to sleep I'm getting guap
I'm tryna run it up
I got no time to fucking talk

If you really wanna issue
I can get you settled
223 galore
I'm pulling strings like I'm Geppetto
No miss no loss
I think I'm the fuckin meta
If I really want em gone I'll send
My team right out to get em

I feel better when I'm off the fucking dub
100 round drum
Send you to the clouds above
These bitches hit me up
Thinking Imma show em love
Baby I got nothing left
But you can get to givin top

Written by:
Sam Arnedo

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