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OFFICIAL LYRICS🎸United States2025

Wateva

TUNING:E Standard (E A D G B E)
⏱ 02:06

MASTER RECORDING LYRICS

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This we'll call whatever Cause my dispositions clever Severed at the main Bleed out all the same Deranged in my brain Not out together safe This comforting refrain Of whatever I maintain Or create to feel sane Isolated from the lakes And I'm staying in my lane Cause the lines hold on the page Digital typography Coming from exclusively Just being abstract typing What comes out of me Quicker pen to pad But it's thorough speech Insatiably poetry Not always pretty but it's flowing Free and out of me Just a thought inferior I didn't come to package nice But I put the notion on ice So fuck nice I just wanna rhyme And lay down grimey ass No fucks art So suck my ass like a sweet treat Beef sharts and queef farts Unnecessary shit added in But fuck it I'm just here I wanna make it clear My art, my rules I don't need tools to produce splooge I'll keep trying until I'm bored Or I feel it's all I can afford With something to convey time wasted Or I'm pacing Creating after something Different like an anomaly With comedic cheese and relief Through these sonic butt cheeks Cause what you consume mostly reeks But geeks I'm not a hero Maybe a zero But you can lick the taint from The boring time you wasted on my lines Not copied or pasted Just making haste on the pace Of this beat created to keep the flow going Give me a sonic maximizer For the musical maxi pad You musical critics will need to Soak it up the blood from your facial vaginas After I get done you can all bust nuts You're audio sluts Sound wise I'm not much But it's ok suck my nuts In and out painful pointless Jibber jabber But it keeps you listening for a moment To see if anything more Caucasian Could come from this pastily Aged overweight broke ass white dude That's sitting in his grandpa's basement Love it or hate it I'm just killing time on the track But at least I'm on it Lyrical bullshit poo below the tail Idiotic phonics Call me sonic like the chronic Except I don't smoke weed But I'm badass indeed Feel me Then I messed up like that I fucked up the words to the part And then I had to take a break and start Kinda weird huh I said I was badass And then I fucked it up This shit blows hoe I'm a rapper yo Or something to that effect Like a penis erect
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A Karmic Gray
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🎸TRACK METADATA & TUNING

TUNINGE Standard (E A D G B E)
KEY & SCALEE Minor (Em)
TEMPO120 BPM
DURATION02:06