I don't really feel no more
I got hundreds in the back seat
I don't really think I can
I burn out just like a matchstick
I can't mask it baby, I can't mask it
Huh I can't mask it woah, I can't mask it
Every time we in the zone, Kuroko's Basket
We making magic, hope it's everla-
Huh, hit the skrrt in a rave
Huh Genjutsu Itachi, got some birds in my face uh
All the love I'm getting, is it real or is it fake?
And I can't catch a break
Do it till I break
Break, break, break
Till I muhf*ckin' break, break, break
Till I muhf*ckin' break, break, break
Till I muhf*ckin' break, break, break
Till I muhf*ckin'
Ooh-ooh
I will never break, I think
Ice Titanic Bottom Floor
But I won't sink
Give a f*ck what you think
Now Leek Garden all pink
When she's Zelda, I link woah
Yeah, till I muhf*ckin' break I'mma
Yeah, till I muhf*ckin' break I'mma
Yeah, till I muhf*ckin' break I'mma
Yeah, till I muhf*ckin' break
Break, break, break
Till I muhf*ckin' break, break, break
Till I muhf*ckin' break, break, break
Till I muhf*ckin' break, break, break
Till I muhf*ckin'
It's also our very believes and notions about ourselves-
Constructed from past experiences-
That obscure the universe's generosity towards us