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Desolate City (feat. XeroFivee) Video (MV)




Performed By: Lamented
Language: English
Length: 2:26
Written by: Luis Martinez, Edwin Martinez




Lamented - Desolate City (feat. XeroFivee) Lyrics
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All these prescriptions that I be sippin
Yo girl she f*ck with me cuz yeah she know I'm different
And I'm still on top, no matter the position
Yeah so stop your bitchin
Neon lights the walls
As my conscious slips, I hear the voices call
I'm slowing to a crawl
To a crawl
You hate hearing 'bout us
See me, you lose focus
While I go up, you gon' stay in the dust
You gon' stay in the dust
We not the same
You tryna say that you him but you ain't
Got nothing say
You weird and you lame
You're the one digging your grave
Kickin your shit like Liu Kang
I promise you this ain't no game
You feel the loss
Run up on me and get dropped
You the type to call the cops
I'm up like a boss
(up like a boss)
Boy you ain't hard, yeah you soft
Drop kick straight to your chest, making you cough
Countin up guap
(count it count it)
Yeah, it's a lot
(count it count it)
Yeah, it's a lot
(count it count it count it count it)
Countin up guap
(count it count it)
Yeah, it's a lot
(count it count it)
All that bitchin, make it stop
Yo bitch see me in the lot
And she lovin all my music
And she telling me to drop
(telling me to drop, yeah she telling me to drop)
Neon lights the walls
As my conscious slips, I hear the voices call
I'm slowing to a crawl
To a crawl
Neon lights the walls
As my conscious slips, I hear the voices call
I'm slowing to a crawl
To a crawl
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All these prescriptions that I be sippin
Yo girl she f*ck with me cuz yeah she know I'm different
And I'm still on top, no matter the position
Yeah so stop your bitchin
Neon lights the walls
As my conscious slips, I hear the voices call
I'm slowing to a crawl
To a crawl
You hate hearing 'bout us
See me, you lose focus
While I go up, you gon' stay in the dust
You gon' stay in the dust
We not the same
You tryna say that you him but you ain't
Got nothing say
You weird and you lame
You're the one digging your grave
Kickin your shit like Liu Kang
I promise you this ain't no game
You feel the loss
Run up on me and get dropped
You the type to call the cops
I'm up like a boss
(up like a boss)
Boy you ain't hard, yeah you soft
Drop kick straight to your chest, making you cough
Countin up guap
(count it count it)
Yeah, it's a lot
(count it count it)
Yeah, it's a lot
(count it count it count it count it)
Countin up guap
(count it count it)
Yeah, it's a lot
(count it count it)
All that bitchin, make it stop
Yo bitch see me in the lot
And she lovin all my music
And she telling me to drop
(telling me to drop, yeah she telling me to drop)
Neon lights the walls
As my conscious slips, I hear the voices call
I'm slowing to a crawl
To a crawl
Neon lights the walls
As my conscious slips, I hear the voices call
I'm slowing to a crawl
To a crawl
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Writer: Luis Martinez, Edwin Martinez
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