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Too much fakers, I show you who is G.O.A.T
Can you see?
I'm a fuckin' overkilla

What do you feel, what do you see
I don't give a shit about what you think
But I hate your way and you
You never show up in this stage
You every time aim to the dying in darkness

You push in narrow spaces
Unfair party will be held
What a fuckin' fake
There are not real peaces
Just pass it, fall in my vortex
So deep, let's go

I debase your faith, I make your fate
Now revail your face, no fail

Too much fakers, I show you who is G.O.A.T
Just open, you better

Feel more pain, I feed your brain
I'm a regal overkilla
It's like a brand new hell
There are not enough graves
Shoot down your brain
With all I've got
This is overkill

Now I just make a hell for the new world
Dance with hellfire
I can see no figures, but I feel and I hear
Never miss prey of mine, here is the line
You feel end of breath, I don't give a shit
Pray for me
You'd just better bow down

Too much fakers, I show you who is G.O.A.T
Can you see?
Overkill, let go

Feel more pain, I feed your brain
I'm a regal overkilla
It's like a brand new hell
There are not enough graves
Now the bloody sight is opened, you better
Rise, rise, rise, rise
Not a fake
I'm a regal overkilla
Rise, rise, rise, rise
It's like a brand new hell
Shoot down your brain
With all I've got
This is overkill

Place finishing touches on the game
My gun is reloaded for dying you
I will give hell shots, sleep now
This is overkill

I'm a fuckin' overkilla

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