Album Cover terms (feat. Dominic Fike & Denzel Curry)

terms (feat. Dominic Fike & Denzel Curry)

slowthai

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Forgive me for, forgive me for what?

For everything I never wanted to do

I woke up and came to terms with it (yeah)

No matter what, they get my words twisted (oh, no matter)

Whatever works, it could be worse, shit could be worse (shit, yeah)

(Make a stain, bitch can′t run no game on a player)

I woke up and came to terms with it (I woke up and came to terms)

No matter what, they get my words twisted (no matter what)

Whatever works, it could be worse, shit could be worse (shit, yeah)

(Catch me, catch me at the Shake Junt, run no game on the-)

The more the merry, celebrate, confetti

Kill an adversary over somethin' petty

Mind the debris, couldn′t get a degree

Never went to uni, street educated

Never lose sleep, slaughter the sheep

I am the shepherd, minimum effort

Required but people relyin' on me

National treasure, tried buryin' me

Tryna pick a rose but it′s got thorns (thorns)

They be judgin′ me like I got horns

When we die, we don't respawn

Can′t conform, gotta absorb (blaow)

Pitbull and it's got lockjaw

Let it off the leash, better run for the trees

Blood on the leaves, teeth through your jeans

Bein′ a bitch just ain't in my genes

Make a stain, bitch, can′t run no game on the player, mac

Catch me at the Shake Junt, smoked, loced, make a-

Make a stain, bitch can't run no game on the player, mac

Catch me at the Shake Junt, smoked, loced, out

I woke up and came to terms with it (yeah)

No matter what, they get my words twisted (oh, no matter)

Whatever works, it could be worse, shit could be worse (shit, yeah)

(Make a stain, bitch can't run no game on a player)

I woke up and came to terms with it (I woke up and came to terms)

No matter what, they get my words twisted (no matter what)

Whatever works, it could be worse, shit could be worse (shit, yeah)

(Catch me, catch me at the Shake Junt, run no game on the-)

Every day a bad hair day (why me?)

Wrong side of the bed with a migraine

Need Ibuprofen

Instead, I smoke zoots, tryna reboot

Tryna get loot but a snake in my boot

Never push a man who′s got nothing to lose

I′m supposed to be grateful for nothing? (No)

Grateful, make do, turn nothing to something

Smoking my troubles away

My early grave, don't resuscitate (brrt)

Early bird wakes

Catches the worm then reverse to its base, regurgitates (pow, pow)

And nothing I′ll change

Do it again, and I do it the same again and again

If I numb the pain, outing the flame

Add fuel to the blaze, what's joy without pain?

I woke up and came to terms with it (yeah)

No matter what, they get my words twisted (oh, no matter)

Whatever works, it could be worse, shit could be worse (shit, yeah)

I woke up and came to terms with it (I woke up and came to terms, yeah)

No matter what, they get my words twisted (no matter what)

Whatever works, it could be worse, shit could be worse (shit, yeah)

(Catch me, catch me at the Shake Junt, run no game on the-)

Make a stain, bitch can′t run no game on the player, mac

Catch me at the Shake Junt, smoked, loced, make a-

Make a stain, bitch can't run no game on the player, mac

Catch me at the Shake

(Bitch can′t run no game on)