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Production Credit:
Empty Sentiment @emptysentiment
Gao the Arsonist

Lyrics:

Gao the Arsonist:
I'm the bastard who's after your accolades,
Spat congratulations, saying left a bullshit after taste.
Tension high as opera singer's frequencies that shatter plates,
Huh, shove my knuckles through the same gap that the laughter came,
Pass the cane/Cain,
I'm not able/Abel to see the impressive factor,
Stingy giving props, tick me off the list of benefactors,
Huh,
What the fuck mean I'm jealous? 
Adders slither through the overgrowth I, play with matchsticks in the pastures,
Burn me, nigga, take me straight to Salem, death is heaven sent,
Rather bite the bullet than be put where envy tends to vent,
Strip my bluffs and fuck 'em like the clubs where plenty twenties spent,
Excelling next to me, you get a mouth of empty sentiment.

Empty Sentiment:
Subtle, beat-up in the tunnel on a summer weekend,
Puddled blood appears your stomach weakens,
Pummel peons broke a couple teeth to comfort demons,
It’s unbelievable I, choke my mind, delete my being, 

Every time I run a beating I get so envious,
Every time I run a beating I get so envious,

Anxious in this state I panic, rancid in my acid sage,
Entranced, faded, while erratic in the manic phase,
I go insane when I’m alone, myself and my brain
Have to kill my thoughts, inferno upon the canna,
Evaporate like I’m Gallifrey,
Cellos cry for the lost talent,
Lost balance, fall and shatter my jaw, 
Can’t talk now it’s one o clock,
And sirens are spitting their soft ballads, lulling me, 
My body finds itself at the landing of tall mountains,
In the shadow of a boulder face, 
Burn a couple bridges just to show they can’t support the weight
Fuck ‘em, 
Empty shipping wooden coffins out from Birnam straight to Dunsinane,
Burn em with the Bunsen, Ga’

Gao the Arsonist:
My cup of blood sweat and tears is your beverage shade,
Envy crept in easy as the fucking edges on a blade cut,
My smile so rusty, getting tetanus from a gaze, fuck,
Being less cause terror like a single mother's pay cut,
Take up the mantle of the handle bar gripper,
Lemme gather all your victories I'm spiteful of and cycle through,
Pastor said don't covet but right now I'm finna light the crucifix up/fix up,
My own mind my own shit like the idle do,

Eyes are glued,
To heights that you,
Climbed up to,
Devised a fool proof scheme to,
Always feel like I'm the su-perior,
I lie to you,
To me, I brag that i could do it,
Act like clad in rags, hold cocktails,
Violent like a pyro's booze,
Well fuck I'm tired too,
I'm breaking/braking, check tyre marks,
Just want at least equality, this shit would even tire Marx,
Animal for damaged pride, more musk than the entire ark,
If scavenging for self esteem ain't work why don't I try a carcass.

Empty Sentiment:
Subtle, beat-up in the tunnel on a summer weekend,
Puddled blood appears your stomach weakens,
Pummel peons broke a couple teeth to comfort demons,
It’s unbelievable I, choke my mind, delete my being, 

Every time I run a beating I get so envious,
Every time I run a beating I get so envious,

Envy (ft. Empty Sentiment)

Pour up a double cup for the homie call me captain save-a-bro 👽

Gao the Arsonist aka Sludgegod Gao aka OJ Sludgeson aka the boy with the mask and the overalls

STAY SLUDGED

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((Pronounced: Eat-Song))
The Calm Before the Storm
D.E.F.Y. ⚙︎

Envy (ft. Empty Sentiment)

Gao the Arsonist (@gaothearsonist)