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[VERSE
Don't get too anxious we'll be having a long conversation
About grown up under pressure, manufactures depression
Hoping that he'll give you the right answer (Huh?)
A mirror was too real till it shows us that we're mentally ill
That's how you hate it what you hear, fuck what you feel
I face reality through tranquility
But the way of insanity relieves my insecurity
Unfortunately, these words won't connect to your stupidity
I'm not tryin' to confuse you with my writing ability
Understand this poetry quietly
You'll know that I actually made your life disturbed lyrically (Hahaha)
This kinda crazy that I got these people aim me
I'm happy when I'm angry cuz I don't trust nobody
Sebastian Shaw with a chainsaw
Rhymes absorbed into bullets that I'll stomp on the floor
This kind of a song placing their earlobe in a drawers
I make folk listening girls who love deep talk getting deep throat of my sick thoughts
But then again I'm pissed off, slingshot my big ball inside her pretty hole
Then 9 months she yields a fucking baby doll with her face rot what the fuck!?
[INTERLUDE
Should I sing into this shit?
I don't fuckin' know man maybe I'll do it for the next fuckin' section
We already knew it's not a serious thing to take
So what's the difference between movie and music
I guess words are sittin' above any dangerous level in this universe
Fuck it.
[VERSE
I look back to the mirror, his face's startin' to melt
Something's reacting from myself I drenched in sweat
Soon as I hear a pencil scratching a notepad under my bed
I go to check till I found a goddamn sketch of myself hanging his head (Hahaha)
My head's doin' full throttle never got exhausted I'm a massive for these fake bastards
Fly onto a stage like a Beelzebub outta cage destroyed the stage by spittin' this rage
With the Hellfire I raised crowds are getting blaze
And getting crazed until they slash each other like Andrei Chikatilo with fucking razor blades (Oh shit)
Ain't no one gon' stop me from blowing this beat, music is like a timebomb
Drop it and wait until it pops off but mine is a warhead, too hot even your gold melt.
Might give your record a Mont Blanc cuz it'll explode track when you touch that
(Ah cuh!)
This the 4 minutes pump your heartbeat quick, kicks inside tympanic on its limit
Like Evan on the seat panic sticks through the tube like a glue
Can't move, you'll do what the clue told you to turn the volume up like you pull the tool
'Fore your parents heard the news
I down a vodka in one go of a mug I rob a bitch when I’m drunk
Pay a room and suck her blood while she's getting fuck
This the difference why I spit blood and you lick butts
Verbally touch what's comin' from mouth
These spirits are livin' on lyric can't witness the quickness
Like a wind twist that sickens the existence of these fuckin' tricksters (Yeah)
[CHORUS
I'mma go psycho
Pierce it through her bone
Her eyes gonna roll
Standing on her back fangs on her neck (Yeah)
And enjoy the blood flow till she's black (Haha)
[OUTRO
Tell him
We'll celebrate the shit together, a ballroom fucking party
with howling wolves surrounding Carpathian Mountain and some cool vampire bitches dancing along the Bauhaus and sucking our dick
It's a party of the first part motherfuckers Hahaha!
Send him my regards this is motherfuckin' Dracula
