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I'm a bad motherfucker
Ever come and put that thing up in my face again
I got a little bad news for you, homie
Got a couple goons itching
So just let me catch you slipping
Got the 762s always on me, homie
Yo, we'll kick in your door
Spill your brains on the floor
I'm just letting you know that I ain't the one
Yo, we'll kick in your door
Spill your brains on the floor
I'm just letting you know

I'm a bad motherfucker the way I play with these syllables
Verses roll off the tongue as if Ricky B's at the steering wheel
Delivery heavenly, heavily in tune with spiritual
Emissary of the divine realm
Godly lyrical
The hymnal for those of us written off as if we're minimal
I got the chemical makeup
My legacy's perennial
The rhymes so contagious got 'em whipped like I'm a miracle
Girl, I got a seminal gift for you
I'm super cereal
The formidable pillager
I'm a menace like Dillinger
Stealing all y'alls attention with ritual acts of the sinister
The fatality finisher
My morality's miniature
I ain't saying I'm a bad guy, but the devil is similar
When I'm on that good shit, my disposition is irritable
I ain't playing with you
Our relationship provisional
Maybe I could ask Dr. Phil for a pill
Need to seal demons before I'm certifiably clinical
Ride through the night like Hasselhoff on top a mastodon
Ski mask on my face
Undercover till the crack of dawn
Creeping through back alleys
Searching for glory in a bathroom stall
I might as well shoot my shot 'cause in the morning I might be gone

Got the cash if you fucking with me
Got the blades for them third degrees
Keep my name out ya motherfucking mouth
We bringing eight shottys, and we running in ya house
Got the work if you fucking with me
Fucking bang if you riding with me
Keep my name out ya motherfucking mouth
And if you want it, bitch, I got it
Come and see what I'm about
Got the glock cocked, sitting in the cut
Fuck around, I'll have to put one in ya gut
Big Mike in the kitchen cooking up
We smoking Backwoods laced up with some dust
Bitch, how the fuck am I supposed to live?
I'm trying to eat
Got the rope around my neck
I'm fighting for a seat
I've been California dreaming since the day the water leaked
But I can't decide if I'm serious
I could care less what you think of me
Smoking that loud is my therapy
Lean in my cup mixed with Hennessy
Banging your head to this melody
Promise you, we got that weaponry
You ain't no friend to me
Death is your destiny
Plea for insanity
This shit comes naturally
Souls is my currency
Hell is my certainty, baby

Bad Motherfucker - We're Super Cereal (prod. by KCMasterpeece) (Official video link in description)

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I'm Osama with the llama
Eight extendos for the drama
Kill yo mama for a dolla
Adrenochrome in my veins
Popped my cherry with Madonna
Got these psychopathic tendencies
When I tend to enemies
Torture chamber in the basement
Triple six dwells deep in me
Wait a minute
Hit a lick, and stay committed
Shit's addictive
Take a hit, and fuck some bitches
So submissive
Burn some bridges
I could give a mother fuck, bitch
Test your luck, bitch
The Backwoods run amuck, bitch
Born the brother of Abel
Doomed to hang by a cable
Since I was cut from the naval
A child labeled unstable

I'm drug dealing, pussy fiending
Dragon chasing, vein squeezing
Blunt smoking, pill snorting
Whiskey chugging, thrill seeking
Looking for the next way to cash in and make a buck
By any means necessary
Swear to god, don't give a fuck
It's the 919 savage cannibal
Soaked in blood, feral animal
Backwood's bred, coked out Hannibal
General of the damnable
Lucy's foot soldier, cometh with murder in the first degree
Now how the fuck you wanna go?
I got more ways than Ted Bundy
Put em in the big box
They just kicked rocks
Head soft from the curb stomp, Nike flip flops
Tik Tok, that's a sick clock
Time erased, the King of Crimson doesn't miss shots
You go drip drop
Last night, that was me that dropped your bitch off
Saw your lips lock
Rim job fresh on her breath
My kid sauce
She's tip top
How's it taste, motherfucker?
Hard to answer when your soul's criss crossed
Get lost, bitch

The Kings Of Crimson (prod. by NITRXMANE)

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We on that dumb shit
We on that dumb shit
We're fucking ready, so pull up and get your throat slit
We on that dumb shit
We on that dumb shit
Six deep guaranteed when we hit a lick

I need that oxy kind of sloppy for a working bitch
I seen them fields full of poppy, but I plead the fifth
Them 62's hit the ground before you feel the pinch
I hit your mama for that 40 when she off the binge
I'm just a fat piece of shit with a drug habit
She said I gave her that dick like she never had it
One day I'll end up in a room all white-padded
Don't have to bang 'cause all my goons got them automatics
Six feet, spoiled meat
Face full of maggots
Six shots, red dot on a fucking ratchet
Six feet, spoiled meat
Face full of maggots
Don't have to bang because all my goons got them automatics
I can feel the darkness coming from beneath
Got a lot of stress on my mind you can't see
Drop the fucking bomb, end all humanity
Got the 45 by my side, best believe
Grinding on my teeth from the anxiety
Sign my fucking life to the society
I don't give a fuck if you can't even see
That this world is just a fantasy

They say I'm polarizing
Dark shadows trail close behind me
Thanks to DJ Paul and Lord Infamous my flow hypnotizing
Can't escape the criticizing
Thoughts lately been indecisive
Should I be a role model or give my soul to Aphrodite?
Pretend to be someone worthy of the public idolizing
Can't remember yesterday
Probably from the dope inside me
Chemicals metastasizing
Anatomy amplifying
Making peace with yourself and accepting fate is tranquilizing
I am immaculate
It's just a habit, get
Prepared for war
Big Mike rolling with savages
I got dope boys on speed dial sending packages
Can't get this girl off my mind like a fanatic
Keep coming back for more
Must be a masochist
I should slow down, but it's hard to be pragmatic
The control over me feels like it's black magic
She's even haunting my dreams
Now, ain't that a bitch
Maybe my best move might be to claim abstinence
Deep down inside the desire is ravenous
I could stop and walk away
That'd be blasphemous
Even though my thinking slowly turns hazardous
I wonder when I'm gone will they be sad or miss?
I've been back and forth like Jesus of Nazareth
If I look back, should I even feel bad for this?
All the tears you have shed feel me with avarice

DUMB $HIT (prod. by KCMasterpeece)

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When it's my turn to die
Don't weep
For me
The chills run through my spine
The slow creep
Of mortality
And when it comes my time
To fall asleep
For eternity
I'll doze off with a smile
And count sheep
Infinitely

Rest my eyes for a minute
I'm praying this time when I close 'em that the lights will be diminished
Looking in the mirror for forgiveness
The only thing I see is the shell of a soul that's meant to be tormented
This sorrow is my penance
I'm sticking needles in my arms just to make sure that I don't forget it
I probably should've repented
Now I gotta force my way to Heaven, so I'm eating all my spinach
This pain deep inside won't subside on its own
I will carve a smile in my flesh down to the bone
Till there's scars on my face like I am Al Capone
An eternal token of a failure to atone

Used to pray to the Lord to make me OK
Thought I served a higher purpose in the old days
No way, I ain't falling for that slow play
Got my soul on the run like I'm OJ
Doing 90 and I'm sipping on some Jose
Won't give my heart away without a little fo' play
Pass the plate 'cause I'm dipping with the whole thing
You was filling coffers, I was getting full on lo mein
An angel on my shoulder trying to push me with the proper guidance
Don't know why but lately the Devil's the one that I confide in
Close the blinds and set your spirit free
Blur the lines of who you used to be
Slowly deeper down this path of no return and I've been sliding
I pray, thee, my soul to keep
There's no denying that feels like lying
Close the blinds and set your spirit free
Blur the lines of who you used to be

Doze Off With A Smile (prod. by KCMasterpeece)

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Y'all ain't showing me no love
Don't give a fuck, I got cold blood
Y'all ain't showing me no love
Said it didn't matter when I told ya
Y'all ain't showing me no love
Don't give a fuck, I'm bout to blow up
Y'all ain't showing me no love
Where the fuck were you when I was so done?

Up late reflecting on my sins
4:00 in the morning
Sleepless nights keep me the opposite of sober
Been tryin' to make my mama proud, but I was jonesing
Numb from head to toe
Warmth sliding through my veins like Trojan
Been ambitious since the second I was born
Now the contraband always leave me craving more
Steady creeping towards the coffin
I'm the one who swung it open
And when I take my last breath,
I'ma be the one to close it

Y'all ain't showing me no love
Don't give a fuck, I got cold blood
I'm a fucking problem child
Came out the womb naked
Acting buck wild
Razor blades on my wrist
Cocked the .45
Birth certificate signed in blood
Murder style
Death at your door
Now you pray to your lord
I'm a god killer
Don't believe me, check my file

Y'all ain't showing me no love
Don't give a fuck, I got cold blood
I'm a fucking problem child
Death is my bitch
I walked her down the aisle
Numb in my gums from the laced Black & Mild
I ain't ever left a single soul undefiled
I'm a fucking problem, bitch
The new king of the vile
With a sinister smile

Y'all motherfuckers always try to do your worst
Flipping y'all the bird from the back of a hearse, bitch
Stay the fuck from round me
Or you'll end up in the dirt, bitch
I won't ever come in last
So you go first, bitch
Death is all around me
Heaven put me on a bounty
But the angels never found
Wear the triples 6s proudly
Known from Middleburg to Cali,
Alabama
Fucking Jenny like my mama's name is Sally

As the chills slowly crawl down my wrist
Crimson liquid drips
My brain's flashing clips
Of potential I had as a kid
Now it's the antithesis
Lose more of my past every time I hit a fix
Shit ain't worth remembering
Drown the pain when it's too much
I'm ice-cold
Pouring anti-freeze in my cup
Even still, not one regret
I never ever gave a fuck
The day they come for retribution,
I'ma be standing up front

Problem Child 100 (prod. by KCMasterpeece)

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I'm feeling like my soul is wasted
I took it out to do some evil deeds and then misplaced it
The day I woke up, found your body in the bed
Can't face it
Since then, been pumping oxy in my blood like life's evasive
My mindset lately's a little bit off
I've been slightly abrasive
Never cared much, but now I'm banging daily
My heart's racing
This morning, I passed the point of return
Swear I could taste it
My saving grace that Heaven and Hell are nearly adjacent
(I'm complacent)
You kept your secrets tighter to the chest than a Free Mason
And the knife held to your throat like Jason
Mrs Lucifer was waiting
Just around the corner
In the mirror, I caught a glimpse of Satan
Foggy memories of no hesitation
Approaching arms held wide open to embrace Him
Goodness gracious
No patience for the coming of Revelations

My destination ain't set
Procrastination begets
That I sink further down this hole until I'm allowed to completely forget
Wipe my thoughts away with Percocets
Someday soon, the Repaer will collect
Empty pockets and a hollow soul
Reap what you sow
Fragments all that's left
It all runs together
Reality's fading
That moment in time
Years lost contemplating
Enveloped by the darkness
I'm watching from the basement
The rapture of the chosen few selected by their Savior
It's cynical, I know, but I always felt fated
That hour draws near
Back and forth, steady pacing
Soon I'll be set free from my physical casing
It's finally time
Resolution's amazing

Wasted (prod. by KCMasterpeece)

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I can hear the requiem of the symphony
What lies ahead for me, beyond infinity
Embark towards the unknown deep
Prelude to the Seraph's weep
Anything to find my serenity
Underneath it all, dwelling down inside of me
Screams ringing out like echoes of eternity
The Devil's got me in his reach
In darkness, I still feel complete
What lies ahead beyond infinity

These days, I'm always fucked up
To ease my guilt, let me confess that I fucked up
I think about it everyday
Anxiety is rough
I've been popping Xans just to forget
But forgetting never feels like enough
That was the day life drained away from me like Gushers
Recently, I've been feeling down in the dumpster
Since then, the pills have turned my heart colder than Russia
So tell me how you really feel beneath the luster
As scars accumulate, the less I remember those days
It must have been the drugs
That's an open and shut case
The pain is exponential, but habits keep me in place
Time been going by slow
The rush helps things pick up the pace
My mother telling me to change my ways
I say, "I'm fine"
She see right through me like an overlay every time
I've been getting kind of careless with the needle
I don't mind
If I said I didn't love it, then I'd probably be lying

The seduction of Eve with the apple led us to eternal battle
Heaven or Hell?
Our judgement decreed by angelic gavels
Y'all better skedaddle if you hear the rattle
When they're ornery, the gods are spiteful
We're the victims of a temper fragile
I'm in the saddle, headed to the Tower of Babel
Rabble rabble rabble
My bars leave 'em baffled
Victory was facile
Built my castle
Deep in gravel
Sitting on the throne, cackling like jackals
I dabble with capfuls of white powder capsules
I need one in the morning
Two for the show
Three for extra measure
Sometimes, life can be so cold
As I'm tying up my laces and contemplating my next move
The illusion disappears, so I pop four more

The Empyrean (prod. by AEGIS)

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Getting high
Is all I
Ever liked
Can't deny
Only cared
About my
Fix tonight
Lived a lie
And we try
While they cry
All the time
It's a fight
To get by
To live life
Then you die
Say goodbye

Don't leave me hanging
You ain't gotta go
Wake up, and tell me you'll be fine
We'll start fresh tomorrow
We were playing with fire when we gave into earthly desires
We never did stop getting higher
Elevated, wish I could touch the sun
But everything's cast in shadow when life is abbreviated
The view is bleak through the smoking barrel of the gun
Things become more clear when the suffering's alleviated
I wish you could have seen your inner beauty before you left
In retrospect, I should have brought it up more often
Self-image shattered when innocence is a victim of theft
Not loving yourself is a step closer to the coffin
Remember how you used to light up the room
Some stars implode too soon
Not everything happens for a reason
The gods love teasing what could have been
Consequently, the waves stop coming back to shore without the moon

I can still hear her voice as I listen to the seconds split
She said, "Just one more hit
Inexplicably, I'm not feeling it
Been sober for almost a year
My tolerance irrelevant"
Famous last words eternally engraved atop your permanent
Eulogy set in stone
Gone far too young
Another life full of untapped potential tragically gone amiss
No matter how hard we might resist
Dark thoughts persist
Wake up before you miss
You dreaming
Listen, tried to tell you ignorance is bliss
Welcome to abyss

(Not) Everything Happens For A Reason (prod. by KCMasterpeece)

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I remember way back in the day
Threw my ambitions all away
I never gave a single fuck
No-oh-oh
Now every time it's coursing through my veins
I wonder, "Will I be OK?"
And yet I still don't give a fuck
No-oh-oh
Young, dumb motherfucker doing barrel rolls in the truck
And it was all for what?
Wasting time, counting change
To get fucked up and bust a nut
The shit I been through
You think I would have grown up
Na-ah-ah

I've always been selfish
I can't front
Stay trying to get topped off when it's that time of month
But I ain't never felt satisfied enough
I need a quick excuse
I'm trying to bounce and hit another bump
Ain't gotta think too hard
I got a ton
Since I was a kid, they've cycled through my head
My mind spun
Dreaming of the day I'll finally make that change
But I'm a bum
Another day, another dollar
And I swear just one last drug

I know I'll never be the other half down inside trying to break free
But should I let him leave?
Without him, I'd have been dead at 23
'Cause Lord knows
When it snows, I love to ski
Fumbling through the dark
Hands shaking like a leaf
Coming down ain't ever sat right with me
I ain't trying to face my feelings
I just wanna shoot the breeze

Dark Passenger (prod. by AEGIS)

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It's the philosophical, prodigal
Ultrasonic, unstoppable
Spaz on the mic like a psychedelic phenomena
Born to do the theoretically improbable
In a intra-dimensional hospital
I grew up atomical
The voice of angel
Like my snow raw like Abominable
My technique methodical
Otherwordly like Chronicle
Verbally blast the comical
Put slugs in your abdominal
One second
Your girl slobbing on my knob like it's a Popsicle
The oscillations are audible
Busting down her throat is rhapsodical
It's plausible
She's so good it's astronomical
I'm chosen by the gods
The Milky Way's own galactic apostle
Harbinger of the apocalyptic gospel
Zero One's messenger
Giving sermons in a brothel
Spray my nozzle down some tonsils
I'm unlawful
And maybe a bit irresponsible
Erratic but my flow is modular
Each and every syllable a monomer
I'm on the rise like hot thermometers
Did laps around you pussies
Don't believe, check the odometer
I have unmatchable speed
Talking light-years, not kilometers

I'm a fucking terror
There is no one better
Ooo, baby, I'm a star
Yes, I was born to be this stellar
Don't make an error
Fuck around like a propeller
You'll end up beneath the dirt
Feeling somewhat under the weather
You have a crazed look in your eyes
Drag you out back like Old Yeller
Pump you full with the beretta
Dump you in the cellar
Now I got red stains on the couch leather
Clean it up quick
Your girl headed over to suck my dick
My lips zipped
I'll finish before she can smell ya
"That boy Big Mike so clever
Down for whatever, whenever"
I'm into double headers
Hitting homers like Miguel Cabrera
Stacking 'em together
I'm the undisputed king at Checkers
Creeping room to room like Freddie
Wearing a blood covered sweater
I got the game on lock like a jailer
Foul mouth like a sailor
I'm chasing paper till my pockets fat like Rockefeller
Gimme the loot
Gimme the loot
Point a pistol at the bank teller
The reincarnation of Vlad the Impaler

Don't matter where you run or hide
We lurking everywhere
You can go far or wide
But no matter where you end up, beware
You feel that?
It's something different in the air
The Backwoods coming for you soon
You better be saying your fucking prayers
Them dude's wild
No mercy
Lately been on a tear
Now would be the perfect time to get spiritually prepared
About to meet them boys that don't revel in any games
To tell you the truth, I dare you to test us
And find out if we playing

Phenomena (prod. by KCMasterpeece)

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I came out the pit
With a hundred-round drum on my lap
All black with the mask
I pull up with the stick
Hillbilly backwoods motherfucker with the hunger for the come up
And we been in this bitch
Repping 252
Eastside, chicken fried from the guttah
With four hoes on my dick
Trench coat lunatic
Crucified in the crypt
With a slit on my wrist

I've been praying for my luck to change
Looking all night for some strange
Cadillac creep up the block real slow
Got my heart bout to beat out the cage
Fuck a bitch boy, you a chump
Blow your door off with the pump
Face full of lead
Leak red on the bed
Rolled up in the back of the trunk
Already betting on never
Forever is bullshit
I can't stand the pressure
It's better to shred up my heart in a blender
So many bitches like I can remember
The blow on the table like it was December
Got my brain overloaded with the dopamine
Nothing flowing through my veins but amphetamines
Pushing out the fucking demons that're inside of me

Me and KC just a couple dope fiends
Back at it like crack addicts
Rush on the scene
Two underdogs with their minds on massive dreams
We taking the throne like we play for the Mavericks
Success at all cost, we'll deploy any tactic
Greedy as hell, dominate every facet
Won't lie down to sleep till they place us in caskets
Immortalized so we buried in gold jackets
We packing heat, always down to cause havoc
Go harder than A in both Goran and Dragic
Take over the game like we're Larry and Magic
Ingrained in our DNA, comes automatic
Could pop off whenever
My finger so spastic
You can take cover
The scope got you plastered
No escape route
It's too bad for you bastards
Aim lethal like Mamba and fadeaway baskets
Natural born killers out here cleaning clocks
We disposing of all garbage rappers like trash men
Set the stage
We the new kids on the block
Now erasing stale memories of wannabe has beens
Grew up with Triple 6, Mask and Da Glock
While we screamed Break Da Law
We Ain't Playin' with you maggots
So tired of corruption
We'll never be free
Unless we declare war on these pigs like Black Sabbath
I swear it seems my whole life I've been problematic
Stay drunk, and high, and spun
Oh, shit! That's a hat trick
I don't fuck around with chicks unless they're acrobatic
Got em in bed, legs stretching out like Mr. Fantastic
Breathing hard as an asthmatic
Love the way her body look in doggy
Oh lord, she a bad bitch
My dick hard, but my flow smoother than the spot where the back of a thigh connects to a flat ass cheek

GET DOWN (prod. by KCMasterpeece)(Official video link in description)

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Oh, yes
Oh, yes
I guess I got my swagga back
Was down and out, my shit was wack
I fell off of a cliff, where I was made in the abyss
Y'all wrote me off, but I've returned
And now y'all bobbing like a big girl's rack
Addictive as the dopest crack
They wanna hear my songs again
Repeat on every single track
Lyrics more seductive than the ass and tits on Christy Mack
Confidence I do not lack
Spreading legs like jumping jacks
Bounce from chick to chick like Randy Marsh on top his nut sack
I'm here to stay, and that's a fact
Should've seen me on the ledge before I jumped
Impossible to fathom where I landed at
I've been through Hell, but I'm intact
I'm focused, ain't got time to slack
Was forged in the fire
The Devil took my soul for a contract
My only goal's to be the best, to cop a multi-platinum plaque
Disposing of the opposition faster than Hussein Barack
My exactitude is absolute
Ya boy on point like thumb tacks
Every line I drops the bomb like they fell from above Iraq

Sick and tired of being labeled
Block out the bullshit
Pull out the toolkit
Wrap my arm tight with a cable
Laying pills out on the table
Wearing hoodies when it's warm
Cover scars up on my arms
Happy endings are just fables
My brain chemistry is unstable
Swigging down Seagram's
Peaking off three grams
I haven't slept the whole weekend
Shut my eyelids with a staple
Sippin sizzurp like it's maple
I'm A g like Silver Sable

Smoking hydroponics
I'm sipping gin and tonics
I got ya bitch in my bed, and she's bouncing on it
Got four or five bricks, but I'm sitting on it
Life sucks, then you die
But I'm shitting on em
This is a demolition
Of my inhibitions
Tear that pussy open, got her screaming like an exorcism
Cooking crack on the hot plate like you're still in prison
Worship money and the power like we got a new religion
I'm ready to blow
Kick in your door right off the fucking hinges
Dirty money flowing through my bank account like politicians
'Cause I'm still itching for that twenty spot
Call me RoboCop
I'm looking for reasons to pull out that glock
And I'm begging these fuckers to shoot off of a shot
Sike, I'm not that fucking trigger happy
I'll just call up Shaggy
Bringing out the fifty cali
Watch him blow your head off while I'm smoking on a phatty
Let my dog lick your brains off the concrete like "Good girl, Sammie"


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Big Mike x KCMasterpeece - Pancakes Yo (prod. by KCMasterpeece)

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Pain, pain go away
Don't come again another day
I brought some pills out to play
Chutes and Ladders in my veins
Let's co-op and play a game
Level up my dopamine
Fully trained in chemistry
Cooking dope's my specialty

We're coming for the payload
Staying up all night on yayo
Love the booty thick like JLo
You dudes ain't got any huevos
While y'all scrambling for eggs, y'all piggy banks constantly hurting
I'm focused on bacon like a crackhead peaking through the curtains
I was meant to be a god
They said I'd never make it
If I have to squeeze the trigger to win, I ain't hesitating
Something supernatural about that boy
He levitating
Over all the corpses piled up
God damn, I'm so amazing

I don't even care if Heaven exist
Pacifist exorcist while I co-exist
Banging them lines off a bitch
Got the itch for a fix
Suck you dry like a tick
I can handle them bricks
Tell them little motherfuckers that they had their fucking chance, and they blew that shit
And they blew that shit
I don't look up at the sky no more
I don't need a fucking dime no more
Never gonna tell a lie no more
I don't even wanna die no more
I can feel it deep within my soul
I won't even shed a tear no more
What's the need to even pray anymore?
You couldn't give a flying fuck for your boy

Deceive me with your fucking lies
(It feels like I'm a god, it feels like I'm a god)
Massacre me from inside
(It feels like I'm a god, I've become a god)
There's no need to apologize
I'm a fucking god 
Now bow before me
Get on your knees and let me see you bleed
Let me see you fucking bleed!

The arrival of Backwoods been heralded by prophets
The scrolls sealed away in a tomb lost for eons
We're coming for y'all, so roll out the red carpet
The sky lights up in a flash loaded with xenon
The christening declared by seven brass horns
An altar glows with blood, thus the genesis neon
We cannot dispose all the lambs from the start
For what's a kingdom built on without any peons?
Them boys cold as ice, gave their souls to the game
Their veins loaded with dope and the points laced with Freon
The groundwork the cathedra sits laid upon a broad slab of brimstone
The musk stronger than Elon
Y'all sweating so hard a fat kid could not match doing suicides with a thick layer of fleece on
The temperature rising 'cause they bring hellfire from the depths of the earth
Y'all light flames can get peed on

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You can call on me when you're lonely
You know where I'm gonna be if you owe me
Take a bullet any day for my family
50k in the bank like it's easy
Ooooo I've been waiting for this second all my life, and now it's here
I've done figured it out
Ooooo I've been waiting for a minute, pushing myself to the limit, yeah

Smoking trees
Just let me be
Negativity's the death of me
'Cause I can't stand to hear that shit
Just play your cards and live that shit
Engulfed in the pit
Motherfuckers say I'm quick with the zip
She said get on your knees and pray while KC loading the--
'Cause all these people acting like they fucking know me
I'm still smelling her sweet nectar in my goatee
We can do this all night
Too bright from the gun fight
Got the green light, but this time I'm gonna do it right
Behind my back they salty like the Dead Sea
Gun powder resi on my white tee
We'll grind your fucking skull like it's some ground beef
I heard that talk, but I don't give a mother fuck what you think of me

I think I finally get it
The things so many didn't
I'll give my all until my dying breath, the sky's the limit
My mama's independent
Raised me to be a winner
As God's my witness, I made my own choice to be a sinner
Follow my own commandments
Thou shalt never abandon
I will not bow down to the will of puppeteers empty-handed
My pride would never stand it
I'm from another planet
I flew all the way from Namek
Y'all can get it any time, any place goddammit
Every time I close my eyes, I'm reminded why
When I look to the sky, I hold my middle finger high
Floating in a dream
Love this feeling
It's serene
Above my head, an angel weeps
Enough of waiting in the wings
Only have one life to live, and I don't want to waste a minute
What's the point of getting rich if you don't plan to spend it?
It's the countdown to blastoff
Deep in my heart I'm feeling
I'm reaching for the clouds
That's why I've never had a ceiling
I'm hoping my coping don't leave my wide open
I'm broken and choking from low serotonin
The coke and the dope in my veins are corroding
I've moped down a slope towards the path of imploding
I'm floating the notion of numbing emotions
I loathe the commotion
Decoded devotions
Foreboding promotion
Our movements in motion
I'm chosen, outspoken
This moment is potent
The metamorphosis forcing
All the endorphins are coursing through my blood
Turning me into a beast
I'm Mighty Morphin
Feasting on the abhorrent
Their illusions of importance
Idols painting false portraits
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