Lyrics:
A killjoy, take life, fucked you see my face
Cunt
I'm screaming mayday mayday the pain away
Just tryna stay alive on this rock in space
A killjoy, take life,
monsters we are
Lost the rag, betrayed
Filled with rage
Bow to fate
So much for the good sign
Killjoys, invaders
We’re unwanted guests
Celebrating the life
a plastic chair
Give up your will to live and beg to serve
It's a playbook of killjoy bullshit
Uniforms and censorship, gaslighting dissidents
Walk proud down
Killjoy
Jayex
Coming with xs yeah
Fucking on the beat hoe and your bitch bruh
Sippin on some lean prolly with your bitch buh
Bajo la luna
Ya son AM
honesty
Reversing gravity's hold
You're a leech to my own sun
And your pull reaps the rewards
I won't
Let you break the orbit cycling safely
Killjoy, this
YOU MADE OUT OF ME
KILLJOYS CALL ME ANOTHER DAY
'CAUSE I'M BULLETPROOF, I'M BULLETPROOF
I DON'T GIVE A DAMN WHAT YOU SAY
YOU CAN'T BREAK THROUGH, NO
YOU
in
'Cause I'm a killjoy
Burned all of my friends
Yeah I'm a killjoy
And I'll be to the end
But in my dreams
I can see the sunshine
And just be happy
fake ass "hello hi it's nice to meet ya" shit
Me and Coop and Killjoy only speak when there's a reason bitch
I come from the streets where if you see
When you hear me, better fear
I help you from the fryer into the fire
Nananananah - Calling Mr. Killjoy
I'm the death of every party
Nananananah -
If you really wanna know, then listen close
I'mma tell you all about you, boy
Think your game's tight
But it's just a killjoy
If you tryna slick it
Tomboy, Hail Mary
Never needs a dress to make her pretty
She's a killjoy, such a let down
Daddy tried to raise a southern belle
Well, he got
apart
Death on two legs
You never had a heart of your own
Killjoy, bad guy, big talking small fry
You're just an old barrow boy
Have you found
apart
Death on two legs
You never had a heart of your own
Killjoy, bad guy, big talking small fry
You're just an old barrow boy
Have you found
little boys can't even fill voids
Party's over, kids, kill the noise, here come the killjoys
Me and Dre the steel alloys, the Rap Crown Royals
That
of the night
This fire and the desire
Shots ringing out on a holy parasite
I am a killjoy from Detroit
I drink from a well of rage
I feed off the weakness with
So when the party came to life, I wish I'd stayed in bed
But when I went to say goodbye, all of my friends said
"Oh boy, here comes the killjoy
isn't particularly funny
Killjoy walks in just when it's turning sunny
Killjoy lives like it's all about the money
All about the money, all about
Pissin off the old killjoys
Glass packs on a hot Mustang
A Telecaster with a twang
Quietly, quietly, quietly making noise
Singers and writers
Use a rubber if the bitch is on the pill, boy
The complete opposite of a kill-joy
Stick-ups, shoot-outs, hustling, I get ill
Boy niggas run up, they say
and the stylist
Fiction of the killjoy
Fiction of the charmer
Fiction of the clay feet and the shining armour
Fiction of the declaimers
Fiction of the rebukers
got no map
You've got no place to go
Some sexy killjoy
Bring everybody down
Well I eat confusion
And spit it out slow
Resuscitation
the killjoy shirt
He's a stereotype on ice and
We're rough on rats
So what do you think you
Could take from the heap
Where the haystack needles are
Piled up
And you could probably find me wherever the wolves parade
I was born to be a killjoy, I'm a old brat
Conceived by Adam and Eve, so who you mad at?
Not
and the stylist
Fiction of the killjoy
Fiction of the charmer
Fiction of the clay feet and the shining armour
Fiction of the declaimers
Fiction of the rebukers
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