Art by: CHECKS


Lyrics:
(Hook)
Oh we got cold souls
Come bring that lighter
make em burn

We try to uplift
If you ain't with it you will learn

Lot of fucked up
Sadistic people in this world

Sometimes its hard to cope
But in the end we make it work

Man I'm tired of it
If you don't like us speak your words

Cause man I'm tired of it,
I swear that most of you the worst

I did all kinds of shit,
time to repent, for good I yearn

At least I'm trying shit,
while you're too cucked to use your words

(Verse)
Man i got absent eyes,
n u see it ain't my fault

I watched my family die,
Pain in my heart, scream at the walls

Got thoughts on homocide
I got a shrink, but she's the worst

I see my mother cry,
I swear that makes me feel the worst

But I been goin hard,
Trying so long to make it work

and now I'm bout to shine,
I really want this fucking world

Oh your life's so hard?
Tell me about it, ok word

I hardly give a shit,
got my own problems you got yours

BRUHMANEGOD:

we the lifeline
 you better get down on your nubs you fucking parasite
 it’s like you’re tryna die
 enraged and aged quick
 so tired of satan im
 further impatient on the daily, i ain caving in 
dead soul adrift and scattered with the everything 
it’s simple 
you think what’s out there gives a fuck about a people 
we peddle everything for dust and so we out of luck 
if you ain’t hearin, piss away but don’t come cryn to me 
i told you once you shouldn’t waste that should be all it takes 
go head and make your last mistakes it’s fuckin judgment day 
you can’t jus give back what you took y’all bouta die today 
yamudaa holiday les celebrate

TIRED OF IT FT. BRUHMANEGOD PROD. LEX LUGER

sound experiments

MFNF
TRICK DICE RECORDS
email: spencerdhewitt@hotmail.com
bandcamp: https://trickdicerecords.bandcamp.com/

i never know how to say what i really mean

TIRED OF IT FT. BRUHMANEGOD PROD. LEX LUGER

Spencer Hewitt