WEAKNESS

By Nejmin AB

Released on April 23, 2023

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[Verse 1: Nejmin AB]

Watch your body twitch, I put the blade straight through yourself

Because I'm lopping every head I see, you don't get time to breathe

The colors glistening from red to blue, I ain't got time, your residue

Your not the same, you know you changed, I got the gun I shoot at you

Stopping by the side, and you not left with any might

You've taken away the light, I'm leaving you in shock

Decide taking it by the talk, we posted up on ya block

The ships that will never dock, no one loves you anymore

Side by side, you can't comply, you've taken off the weight

Don't try, weakness runs through yourself

Nothing can compel you, I will kill you myself

Stomp on you, off of me, don't believe in anything, without ecstasy

I am in pain, I will not submit to any that's below

Soul made of gold, boy I got a hold

You're left stuck, you have been told

Grab you by your throat, I was freaking out, yeah, don't remind me

Grab you by your throat, I was freaking out, yeah, don't remind me

Grab you by your throat, I was freaking out, yeah, don't remind me

Grab you by your throat, I was freaking out, yeah, don't remind me

You're the man, you're on the list

Mercy on you, that's my gift

Always looking, don't forget

Life or death, you take your pick

You're the man, you're on the list

Mercy on you, that's my gift

Always looking, don't forget

Life or death, you take your pick


[Verse 2: FUCKSOMNIA]

Wait

I need a minute

Stomp on your face, that's what you get it

Bitch, I know your limit

Killing your soul, yeah, I did it

Dropping your body parts down into the can

Targeting my next opp, fell down like a dead man

Shooting on you pussy you ran

Cut his throat up, let 'em bleed

Yeah, watch him fucking bleed

He's dead, put him in a seat

Under the backseat

I won't let you open the door

Pipe bombs be thrown up on the front door

We ain't no pussies, yeah, we war ready for the next up war


[Outro: FUCKSOMNIA]

Cut his throat up, let 'em bleed

Yeah, watch him fucking bleed

He's dead, put him in a seat

Under the backseat

I won't let you open the door

Pipe bombs be thrown up on the front door

We ain't no pussies, yeah, we war ready for the next up war