lights are on - tom rosenthal (slowed)

it took me a while to figure out the devil aint a person
or at least it aint the body but its whats inside it lurkin,
remember that when you go home tonight and fight your urges, 
and think about the fact that you still breathe but don’t deserve it, 
i thank the future me for the wife that isnt my ex yeah this one goes out to the bitchez who fight to get their respect, id ask a feminist if she’d like some dick but instead i just whip out the dirty dagger and slice her shit at the neck, 
woke up from a dream last night that i got some head, 
look up and see Osacio Cortez tied to the bed,
lift the body up over my shoulder right by the legs and the muthafucka slipped outta my grip call it drop dead, 
supergiant, interstellar like 2014 
got a dungeon with a countless amount of helots preforming, 
Meg thee stallion, in the cellar, and tory have em 
shoot at the bitch feet while i tell her to dance for me 
run up on the island boys with a rifle i got em in my sights im thinking twice like the fuck am i doing? not alright i put the rifle down pulled a camera out and i clicked record i smacked the fuck out red and then kodiak he just hit the floor
goodfella the father robert deniro, 
yac wayans verbally torture fucking your earhole
in Los angeles walkin around like a fuckin weirdo , 
knockin on doors askin where i can find the Shapiros , 
located the location explosive device placed in the closet with coat hanger where no one can pin point it, 10 joints in, 
smokin like a wildfire find where he reside and then we running in like power wires, 
strap you up for a violent ride on the piledriver dressed up like the fucking undertaker in some foul attire eyes rolling backward in satisfaction of thou demise and shall arise a spirit transcended through to the outer skies  
aye, fuck around and make me bury u
then try and find the 6 muthafuckas that care to carry u the irony, paul bearer position unbearable, got me at yo funeral like "i thought i was terrible" 
unmerited tongue terrorist tearing through apparel gun barrel smoking hysterically like a seraphim
count derelict drag dracula down the terror pit and climb back up the stairs again paler than our comparison

Thursday the 13th *2022 LEAK* (lyrics in desc.)

thank you little cloud , 

                                        heartbreak hotel

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