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K - H

by Buum

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1.
wErunAwaycauseWe 01:04
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2.
Trolling 01:24
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3.
Old Meme 02:54
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I tried I really tried, I tried I really tried I tried I really tried, but it’s back to the old me Back to the old me Long time coming, long time forming, deforming (who, who, who, who) hear a who, yeah I think im horton Summer’s gonna be so cold, so yeah I been storing Had a lot of summers I would forage, forage in the forest Couldn’t find no bears in the woods with porridge Couldn’t make music and I couldn’t record it But I’m still in the same story I was tryna elevate, but I’d trip and fall Don’t ask me bout the culture, I hate it all Got a lot up in my chest, imma say it all Talking shit for the times that I didn’t talk at all, couldn’t say none Every time I look up in the mirror, I look less like me That motherfucker in there don’t even dress like me Imma take him out, I wanna strangle the fucking mirror Imma take him out - ha ha ha, just joking, just joking Everybody’s sleep, gotta keep tip toeing I tried I really tried, I tried I really tried I tried I really tried, but it’s back to the old me Back to the old me I must have took a wrong turn at the blanket fort Last I checked I was three years old, maybe four I must have took a wrong turn at the blanket fort If I wanted something I would open up my hand and go and use the force Went at least 18 holes off course They took away my key, im standing by the door Separated from the surface, seperated from the core It’s all I think about and I still don’t know what I did it for Evil takes what’s good and corrupts it Evil acts like it’s nothing, like it’s something worth fucking Worth hush hushing, worth blood gushing Can’t rest, gotta mess with something That’s all it’s got going, what it’s gutting Evil’s a way of going where you’re heading, going where you get it Fall in love with hurting and forgetting Going where the blood’s running reddest Oh good heaven, it can take over if you let it What’s a few crumbs in the bedding What’s a few heads for a wedding What’s a couple dead friends if the world’s ending I’m going back to the old me, I need a different ending I tried I really tried, I tried I really tried I tried I really tried, but it’s back to the old me Back to the old me
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Will to Fossil 02:54
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Yeah Learn a little from this lil' scribble I'm a lil' Picasso (yawh) I got a will to power, got a will to fossil (huh) Purify my soul (hawh, hawh) Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone (oh, oh) I'm home alone - E.T phoning home Trencherino posted up Crawling out the cone (huh) Crawling out the funnel All of y'all are done for Five fingers to a hand Five Brave Champions Grab five friends Exorcise all the plans Exorcise all the dem-'an's Wake up Mr. Freeman (huh) Simpsons in the dark (dark) Simpsons in the dark Plato Cave shadow, shape of Bart (yeah) Kingdom of the hearts (yeah) Lowkey tired of going fucking hard Tired of going fucking - tired of going fucking hard Want the shit over before it even fuckin start Want the shit over 'for it start Wanted to get closer so you know I had to go get apart (yeah - uh) Going down the slope dry at the water park No water at the water park, no water at the water park I know these reservoirs are never far Part-time lifeguard; I know the arc Got a w - Will to power, got a will to fossil Purify my soul (huh, huh) Purify my soul (huh, huh) Drop it down on the floor of the cutting room, cutting room Drop it down on the floor, yeah yeah yeah yeah, of the cutting room In the clouds, under the sun, yeah I don't want nothing new Fuck the Grubhub gluttons eating up the number food Cookie crumbled unto an iconic crew They tried to delete System 32 Day Ones like a decade in If I don't know your name, I'm not knowing you I don't even want to know who's who I know that's a rapper ass thing to say, but like literally I don't give a fuck (oh) Got it gaslit, got it gaslit I got C.S Dust mothafucka, I got C.S fuckin' ashes I'm not starving, little bitch I'm fasting Nice Roku, nice cat, nice casket (yeah!) Bringing in the Katz, bitch Rockin' the Casbah, bring in the cash, bitch Products with immaculate fuckin' packaging FFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUU - Raging like the comic Say shit, then it's honest Somebody save him, need a tonic And i'm self-modded - self-modded - self-modded Fuckin' on the sliders Sound like I'm K.K Slider Take the shit higher, higher One hype cycle then they retire Ten years and I'm not tired Unknown and un-cloned and fire I'm in the amber like 311 Skinny fists, antennas to heaven Skinny fists, antennas to heaven
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K - H 03:32
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released February 11, 2022

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