Mortified

[Intro: jackzebra]
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[Chorus: jackzebra]
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[Verse 1: Tek lintowe]
Shot straight through the head
4k RMB, button up shirts
New Chengdu, I call it CD
I'm far away landish with JZ
I seen, my breathe been taken right from me
See words through the smog, they say must keep stunting
I want to soar through the airs on fighter jets
Huddled together, we're just one big mass
They're not convinced of Tek
I'm not so much now either
But I keep the song muted with the loud on speaker
Cold fresh pillows, and hotel ether
A fish out of water, I hated my teachers
All my life in a town, 4L
Proficient at learning circles brings my blood to boil
In othеr words "Fuck life"
All your boys are so lame
I don't wеar distressed clothes, nothing about me could be frayed, ah

[Chorus: jackzebra]
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[Verse 2: Tek lintowe & jackzebra]
Under shade insides are done horrible, among tall buildings
Mortified, non existent from the floor to the ceiling
I put my hood up (Hood up), I'm reeling (Pull up)
As I wait for these people to get from near me (Away)
Pockets more crowded, than Bangladesh
I'll ***** lame parties, just cut the check
Lost my voice for 6 months, back on track
Is the Moon out tonight?
You wouldn't know anyway
Seen a fake vision a million times
Want to live and see the real one, just fine
If I stayed here, behind my shades
Its up in the air
I swear to my daughter
Anyone thats trying to challenge me
4 days, held up in a cage
Didn't you say
It's rotten to me
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 3: jackzebra]
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[Outro: Tek lintowe]