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Los personajes serán de MURDER DRONES sólo su versión humana
I wake up to the sounds of the silence that allows For my mind to run around with my ear up to the ground I'm searching to behold the stories that are told When my back is to the world that was smiling when I turned
Tell you you're the greatest But once you turn, they hate us
Oh, the misery
Everybody wants to be my enemy
Spare the sympathy
Everybody wants to be my enemy
(Look out for yourself)
My enemy (look, look, look, look)
(Look out for yourself)
But I'm ready
Your words up on the wall as you're praying for my fall And the laughter in the halls and the names that I've been called
I stack it in my mind and I'm waiting for the time
When I show you what it's like to be words spit in a mic
Tell you you're the greatest But once you turn, they hate us (huh)
Oh, the misery
Everybody wants to be my enemy
Spare the sympathy
Everybody wants to be
My enemy (look, look, look, look) (Look out for yourself) My enemy (look, look, look, look) (yeah) (Look out for yourself)
Uh, look Okay, I'm hoping that somebody pray for me I'm praying that somebody hope for me I'm staying where nobody 'posed to be P-P-Posted, being a wreck of emotions Ready to go whenever, just let me know The road is long, so put the pedal into the floor The enemy on my trail, my energy unavailable I'ma tell 'em, "Hasta luego"
They wanna plot on my trot to the top I've been outta shape, thinkin' out the box, I'm an astronaut
I blasted off the planet rock to cause catastrophe And it matters more because I had it not Had I thought about wreaking havoc on an opposition Kinda shocking they wanted static with precision, I'm
automatic
Quarterback, I ain't talkin' sacking Pack it, pack it up, I don't panic Batter, batter up, who the baddest? It don't matter 'cause we at your throat
