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  • Текст песни Scotty RAiN - Enigma

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    Treat my old feelings, like thoughts of history
    People overthink, now it’s all just a mystery
    Fast thinking but slow trying to moving our chemistry
    Rap changes loneliness, to feeding industries
    Now it’s all in my head, but it ain’t into me.
    Feel you from a distance, treat you like enemies.
    Never know what’s next so i plant plenty seeds
    I need more air so around theres plenty trees.
    False hope comes from less wants but many needs
    Addicted to pleasure, like comfort being feened
    Barely do for people, but doing many things
    Bitches and niggas the only words for human beings.
    Misunderstood felons and can’t even bond em.
    Gorillas going ape they gonna king kong him
    Smoke comin out the car driving with bong rims
    Burning rubber like a hiv sex with condoms

    Enigma always a future tense type of speech...
    Basically i’m too ahead to be impeached...
    More relaxed than a tanner tanning on a beach...
    Kick back on a bitch, let her nigga tie the cleats...

    What am i, not who am i, a whole stereotype
    Type of stereo that volume only wants to twists towards the right

    What am i, not who am i, a whole stereotype
    Type of stereo that volume only wants to twists towards the right

    Enigma (enigma, enigma)

    Enigma (enigma, enigma)

    Enigma (enigma, enigma)

    Enigma (enigma, enigma)

    Birthed from independent indecisions
    Compromises feel like a collision
    A blind physic, i have different visions
    Breaking bread feedin crumbs to pigeons
    All i know is run it up but never a runner up.
    Number one but ain’t pissed more turner up
    I wont ever cry again, that was my birth line
    Cum again like she ain’t hear me the first time
    Checked up like nike or a doctors visit.
    Hopping on my dick, they move in a ribbit
    Can’t budge me, i can’t move in fidgets
    Don’t give numbers unless it leads to digits

    What am i, not who am i, a whole stereotype
    Type of stereo that volume only wants to twists towards the right

    Enigma

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