Riot

April third 1986 The day my ass got tossed in the mix Trying to choose do I live or just fucking exist Just don't look to me if you want your ass kissed Never be labeled as an altruist Cause you fuck with mine and you will be missed When I come off the hip with a flick of the wrist These evil thoughts I just can't resist I'm not impressed by your favorite rappers bars Money clothes hoes and flashy ass cars Promise you not hot as you think you are Gotta black hole heart boy I rip apart stars Let me put it plain I'm in my own lane I'll never change but I'm not quite the same I'm still going through growing pains Trying to be the goat no matter the game I keep it real I don't switch You hate that but I don't give a shit I can't stop now why would I quit Go ahead and try to cancel me bitch I'm a sociopath that's on the warpath Ready for the world to feel my wraith Might go medieval impale you with a staff Then go soak in a nice blood bath I ain't trying to be part of society All you kids soft with your anxiety Got plenty problems a whole variety Trying to use that to gain some notoriety Not a nice guy and I don't pretend to be Might say some shit where there's no defending me Misunderstood and if you disagree I'll leave your ass stumped like an amputee I'll be as rude as I fucking wanna be My manners are missing they absentee Me changing soon I can't foresee I just keep saving money up for attorneys Fuck it fuck it fuck it all Set fire to the nearest town hall Delete the whole system total uninstall I won't abide by your fucking protocols When my tribalistic instincts get in sync I'm throwing everything including the kitchen sink At you so bless you but that's more like a curse I think Cause bitch I'm possessed like apostrophe S All this bullshit done left me heartless You can beat me to death and take my last breath At this point thats all I got left I'm too stressed to be blessed Motherfucker I'm depressed Busting at 12 resisting arrest Trying to die in a shootout like the wild west The poor and the weak stay oppressed But it's about time that shit get addressed Only silence I keep is my gun suppressed Armor piercing rounds for your bullet proof vest I'm a get what I want like they taking request Always be the truth like I just confessed Keep a tech nine like I'm from the midwest Cause I prefer riots to a protest All my personalities finally coalesced I'm a D student not the one you should test You talk a lot but I'm not impressed Most of that shit be embellished My thoughts teeming with demons No plans of leaving they stay scheming I can't hide my feelings for whatever reason I hate myself shit feel like treason Fuck it fuck it fuck it all Set fire to the nearest town hall Delete the whole system total uninstall I won't abide by your fucking protocols When my tribalistic instincts get in sync I'm throwing everything including the kitchen sink At you so bless you but that's more like a curse I think Cause I've been cursed by this whole universe Just put me in a hearse and let my atoms disperse I'm on borrowed time and I can't reimburse The way I'm feeling now the shit only gets worse I'm tied to the tracks on this train of thought Stuck in a free fall and can't be caught Either way this ain't the life that I've sought But I'm stuck here now and it's all my fault I'm just trying to numb the pain of existence I'm doing these drugs for some assistance I'm chasing this high and I'm going the distance Conscience gave up no resistance Fuck it anyway I'm just here until I ain't Only be me and I'm no saint Might try to rob a bank covered in war paint Choke the teller out until the bitch faint I'm AI I don't practice restraint The voice in my head won't let me concentrate Your intelligence seems artificial Any suggestion meets dismissal Cause I'm the big picture you just a pixel I ain't come here to play like kid's thats cripple I rather cut my wrist and watch the blood trickle Off my fingertips and make blood nickels Fuck it fuck it fuck it all Set fire to the nearest town hall Delete the whole system total uninstall I won't abide by your fucking protocols When my tribalistic instincts get in sync I'm throwing everything including the kitchen sink At you so bless you but that's more like a curse I think Thats more like a curse I think Thats more like a curse I think Thats more like a curse I think Thats more like a curse I think Curse curse curse curse