MUD Lyrics – SHAHLON

MUD Lyrics by SHAHLON

What trust
Burner phones for therapy
Sessions
What lust it’s faked love

Erie in essence
Much mud is slung me
And me i was dressing
But i abduct my dreams

And the ransom impressive
And what’s enough
You fulll of all the sh#t
That they talking

What’s bluff
They ain’t pulling on memory often
All the fuss could definitely throw you off
Down and emotions in tack

Awful decisions look vague
A burroughs of dammed
Sinners making the skillet
Sizzle and story books change

Like zekes birthdate nеurotransmitters
Fiends regroup to a dazе
A solid rock and work ethic
Transmute into pay

That makes tangible things crawl out
The earth like broads applause
But also moles that lurk
Cuz they want that shine too

But too blinded by jealously
When that sh#t hits there
Bloodstream it kinda like
They are the rushing fiend

And time like officer barbrady
Body cam footage showing
Each day it grazes me
A wildebeest

All sort of predators embrace
My meat they sucking just
To prey on me later
And trust it retreats

What trust
Burner phones for therapy
Sessions
What lust it’s faked love

Erie in essence
Much mud is slung me
And me i was dressing
But i abduct my dreams

And the ransom impressive
And what’s enough
You full of all the sh#t
That they talking

What’s bluff
They ain’t pulling on memory often
All the fuss could definitely throw you off
In tact

Rap cats trynna draw on me but i’m alive
You see
Capitalism got its paws
On me

Liver i hardly know her
Alcoholism got its eyes on me
Invading in my family tree and my
Privacy

See where the sap flows
I had promised like that i never go
But darks days abrupt and you never no
Thought on hold

My flow itself a defiant
I’m sinning too smooth
My lyrics got somebody in the bas#ment
Screaming kid

On this interlude
It’s a baby i’m raising em like simba
Or roots a monk cris cross applesauce
It sit the both

Hungover i cheese and such
My soul will this inherited disease it cuff
Like beyond the talking stage
Am i strong or will i cave

What trust
Burner phones for therapy
Sessions
What lust it’s faked love

Erie in essence
Much mud is slung me
And me i was dressing
But i abduct my dreams

And the ransom impressive
And what’s enough
You full of all the sh#t
That they talking

What’s bluff
They ain’t pulling on memory often
All the fuss could definitely throw you off
In tact

Imagine me distracting my tummy
That’s a death sentence
So i eat like kirby
Commit suicide

Then refresh in minutes
This game i’m committed
To you and eyes it’s due or
Die in a sense

I get the gist of sh#t
Like the girl from squid game
Man my eyes on the vent
I became insane due to blows

Went from strains to the blow
Mud was on me but i fight
Stains like a pro
Sort of like

Light change on the low
Can i distinguish right or wrong
Extinguish scorn
My eyes dwarf across

The earth and cunnilingus
Is performed i’m keeping a lie in me
Linguini praised but really
It’s the other guy in me

What a relationship my valentine
A billy goat on the cliff
Unexplainable like mid
Smoking opening the spilt

What trust
Burner phones for therapy
Sessions
What lust it’s faked love

Erie in essence
Much mud is slung me
And me i was dressing
But i abduct my dreams

And the ransom impressive
And what’s enough
You full of all the sh#t
That they talking

What’s bluff
They ain’t pulling on memory often
All the fuss could definitely throw you off
My emotions in tack
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SHAHLON Lyrics – MUD

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MUD