invader zim

We Gone Get It | made on the Rapchat app (prod. by 2Chinz On The Beat)

Hoog niveau | made on the Rapchat app (prod. by 2Chinz On The Beat)

DRILLIN’ | made on the Rapchat app (prod. by 2Chinz On The Beat)

LYRICS Stained
‘Now I am become death
the destroyer of worlds’
Finger grease on the screen
often swiped, seldom wiped
softly typed in fresh striped
boxers in case a burly doctor
should sneak a peek beneath
the crusty frock of a surly adopter
of endorphins in small portions
like the fortunes of orphans
leather interior felt less inferior
under scoffing rear view mirror
a pine tree scented like feet  
expels the smell beneath
the car seat of rotting meat
a lager loving single lodger
must he expel mingled toxins
from his musty jumbled sock bins
of singletons and Barack pins?
 
He grows mold singing careless
Microdosing awareness
Detect stains in damp pictures
insect legs in lamp fixtures
dregs of light in fake scriptures
glimmers of insight in spilled words
moth eggs consume silk shirts
tooth punctured his lip hurts
Grey bathwater sit-ups sculpt no abses
brushing lapses? results show an abcess
cavities if lick sweets with avid ease
banish these minute depravities
as nebbish fleas study best biting localities
‘Now I am become death’
 
Curses on these verses, you proud of these?
nominees for best expressed calamities
a smudge on the lens at the site of me
failed selfies an instance of malfeas-
ance ever since round the world side-eyed
myself makes sense, started past
ended present tense, or at least pretend
feign an interest in gut cleansing
stomach it like blubber flensing,
dispensing with the rubber; act superior
cause you fuck with bacteria
smells rank like a room temp frank
a raw dog in your ear he gets near ya

Stained

1700 the cult Stra8 VaMp AnThEm🦇🪐🛸

I’m trying to go big and start at a young age. Ready to go hard and become the new best. Hard trap is my thing.

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