Lyrics:
tongue-tied
This is rare air, it's harder to come by
It's high-tech like Common when he was rocking that sungod
Tomato head niggas get sun-dried
They washed
a bullet in my own head, it's my death
So when twelve o'clock jump on eve of 11/9
Suicide
Just as I thought, a bright light
Greeted by friends
head off, and suck the juice out your neck like a sports bottle
Rip a rhyme full throttle, and put the sun in a clutch
If you confused you can use your
Take my check, take my intellect
Take my self-respect
Ban my dialect, hang me from a tree
Slice my neck take my head as a monument
Of the hatred
that vibe yea
Go head n catch that vibe
Go head n catch that vibe yea
It's my turn to make my move
Ooh
I knowAs I cannot loose
Ooh
Spit fire when I
a slave so tell me the master
Now his head on the pendant by the cross
(By the cross)
Coke'd it then I fucked her for the theory
You know I'm crazy, I'm
I was the first one givin' out game
O-X to Y, threw fear on my name
I was the first one movin' that 'script
How to get lit, how to get blicks
How
three pills going thru withdrawals
Ion have no one i can call
Why do you haunt me
Kuz baby ima deadman
Ain't right in my head man
Can't go to sleep call
on me
My head hot like my fever heating.
I don't judge by what they got it just be looking even.
Keep it a hundred trust nothing I know looks deceiving.
, dont stress
Let him give me head I digress
Stab a bitch I'm William Afton
Call my dick the murder weapon
Lose a night that shit dont happen
Balloon
you sat by my side
Asking my name and whats wrong with my eyes
Its too intense these things you bring up now
I just got off work
Just wanna lay my head
the battery-powered lamps out
Warm clothes but blanket 'case it get cold
Corn chips and basic staples to hold
Hunger over 'til UberEats is ordered
Maybe pizza,
soulmate, life was music
Love was her life tune played by an acoustic
Hypnotized me, every time she danced
Stole my heart, with one glance
Loved her to death,
a dragon wit the head of a lion, jaws be like saws grindin
Claws rip through walls of cast iron
I slap fire outta hoodlum, pull out steel and start shootin
tension and anxiety
That rounds you up to be carefree
This world's so dead that when I'm in my bed
Theories in my head
I also hear the undead saying
Got
Garvey
Shout out to that Pop Darby.
Coon don't cross my intersection
Drako burn that's indigestion
Bitch I know you watching me like Hulu
Who knew
Let’s converse I just wanna get lost babe
In all of your words
Your body's yelling out disrobe me
My hands heard it loud and clear, they did it slowly
Now
me
Used to see me in public and pass by me
And started fucking with my psychic
Had me feeling like I was a sidekick
Then I realized, you not shit
Just
theory
I was Moses hopelessly scorned by your thorn zapora
Tried to bring that fairy-tale life, you wanted horror
But my microscope couldn't see or cope
monsters underneath
I don't even charge my phone before I sleep, no one texts
Got a weight on my chest, least it ain't no ones head
They hate I don't hate
Ability
Is what you’re capable of doing
Motivation
Determines just what you’ll do
Attitude
Determines how well you do it
Just a little theory I apply to my
through fire and that's why
I'm burned up
Hell all in my head, peace (Got a)
Gapin' hole in my heart too (But I)
Won't pray to no savior (Why?)
These
Liquid spinning, glinting
Pixelated pattern arachnid
Spit it out, lunch in my mouth sour cream and blueberries
Sour Cherry Warheads, Fruit by the Foot
There's heads to every tale
So gotta pause because this isn't just a theory
This isn't just a way to cope, but ideas can be jail
Cause I'm weary in
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