
Crazy illusion Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2025
Lyrics
Yo, yo, yo, yo, we're back, we're back, we're fuckin' back, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, will you fuckin' bleed out your fuckin' eye sockets
Yeah, you're fuckin' down syndrome when I'm eye sockets Yeah, it's the balenciaga fuckin' fur coat
Yeah, you fuckin' know when I fuckin' wrote Yeah, it's a murder she fuckin' wrote
Yeah, pull your eyes out your sockets Yeah, you fuckin' eye, eye fuckin' sockets
Fuckin' balenciaga, yeah, you fuckin' murder Yeah, you fuckin' on us, yeah, you fuckin' on us
Yeah, down syndrome, yeah, fuckin' ass syndrome Ass fuckin' syndrome
Yeah, fuck around with the fuckin' down syndrome
Yeah, you pull the eyes, look in the brace when I come to die Yeah, comin' to die when I go in the back
In a sack and when I come back and when I come a sack and when you come down
Comin' and down, comin' and down, when I come make motherfuckin' you around
Yeah, with the round suit, oh shit, you down suit
Yeah, fuckin' my eyes, soakin' out the fuckin' tie
Eye, eye, eye, eye, eye, eye, eyes Yeah, fuckin' down with the fuckin' ties
Yeah, fuckin' it around, lookin' around Fuckin' it down, yeah, hey, fuckin' sideways
Fuckin' down, down, down, oh shit, you fuckin' drown with the fuckin' eyes
Yeah, hey, when you come time and when I come make a motherfuckin' you a dime
Yeah, divin' around, oh shit, you drivin' around
Yeah, drivin' around when I go beep, beep, beep, beep, beep
Look in the brace when I come a cleats Yeah, ey, stuck in my feet
Yeah, ey, bleeds to the aga Oh shit, you a dia
Oh shit, you a finin' Yeah, I will go drivin
Yeah, it's to the down It's to the fuckin' down syndrome
Oh shit, you dinsin' Yeah, you fuckin' dinsin
Yeah, I'll be Homer Simpson Yeah, drivin' down
Yeah, you fuck around Yeah, divin' down
Yeah, ey, I call the tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
Yeah, take a fuckin' tab of acid Oh shit, you snortin' co-co-co-co-co-co-co-co-co-cocaine
Yeah, you play up on my game, my game Yeah, you are playin' my games, my games
Yeah, I shoot the ladder Oh shit, you platter
Yeah, put on a platter, adder Yeah, put on a piece of patter
Yeah, oh shit, cattin' Yeah, liftin' a cattin
Yeah, I come around Yeah, divin' down
Yeah, fuck up the minds Yeah, you comin' in to die
Yeah, comin' to die Ey, comin' to die
Comin' to die, comin' to die
Won't you fuckin' shoot up brains Fuckin' lean on my chest
Fuckin' rest, fuckin' test Won't you die, won't you fly
Won't you die, won't you fly Won't you die, won't you fly
I will fly, I will fly
I want you to die, I want you to die
I want you to die
I fall in blank spaces