I have business sitting in the hearse, I'd prefer it hidden in the dirt though, I have business sitting in the hearse, I'd prefer it hidden in the dirt though, I have business sitting in the hearse, I'd prefer it hidden in the dirt though, I have business sitting in the hearse, I have business sitting in the hearse, I don't see friends, All I see are grave-robbers, I'm a degenerate, I set 'em up, With a fake cover, I don't see friends, All I see are grave-robbers, I'm a degenerate, I set 'em up, With a fake cover, I always strived to die tight-lipped, Eyelids shut with the clutch of vice grip, Wise idioms tend to surmise that the iris, Are windows to the soul, Only thing I bid to show is that it's frosted with a nice tint, Fist fights picked in a rage by the courtyard, Sip my drink in the shade of the orchard, In-line image isn't straight if its torn apart, They only mourn a part of me, Bore a hole in the oracle quick before they know, Organic portions of the plastic corpse I battled for, At the door knocks second thoughts, They kick it in like hinges rust, Cinders brushed off when they torch the things that hinder trust, I twist and run, Leave the contemplating in the dust, Gathered on the challenge to go find myself and dig him up, Don't haul my body bag just zip it up, Break the teeth, Bury all my hatches when they in the fucking grave with me (Coroner's report number: @$%&#**) I don't see friends, All I see are grave-robbers, I'm a degenerate, I set 'em up, With a fake cover, I don't see friends, All I see are grave-robbers, I'm a degenerate, I set 'em up, With a fake cover, Name: &$*#@ Age: ** Cause of death: #&@$

Start off the autopsy with a Y-incision, Poltergeist in vision, It decides it didn't like your prying business, It declines this entrance to its body while it's rotting, Brought some flies in with it, That's a life long sentence to describe one's inability, To achieve expressing why I'm feeling how I'm, Feeling/Filling up the bucket with some lies, lies spilling, Kick it, Dive in quicker than a live amphibian, In the end it's futile, Anti-violence systems, Identify as pacifist 'til pupils dilate from sipping punch, Wicker, Bunsen burner yearned by vile scum, Villains, Fall from high vault ceilings, It defies all physics if, You expecting confetti at an autopsy, Messy red on white like I gone off piste, Skin sings hymns with discord, Song's off key, I'd die with the lie like a false god, Priest keeps the secret safe, Cadaver's chest a cavity like teeth decay, I would rather have a plaque for being saint-like, Fake my righteousness, If I could just tighten up, Open up right, Spill my guts and organs to the coroner, Borderline disorder, Cutting corners for a border, Sure I'll let 'em slash my abdomen and act like I'm a foreigner, To closing off, Almost wrote 'em off like quarters in a fortune burning, Spill my guts and organs to the coroner, Borderline disorder, Cutting corners for a border, Sure I'll let 'em slash my abdomen and act like I'm a foreigner, To closing off, Almost wrote 'em off like quarters in a fortune burning, Body took a beating, Yeah he had a taste of masonry, Washed him off while bleeding, Placed his face inside a basin, Buried the bastard breathing, Adam had the apple, Ate the berries, Sacrilegious images, No wonder why the wraith was wary, Wasted every chance I ever got to try and open, Been blowing smoke, Folks choking, Full of shit like belly bloated, Bust, I vomit, Serve some tonic, Sheer thought on it has me throwing up, I'm "pouring cups of soda for chronic diabetics" sort of fucked, In the head, Hence, Discussing my head-space is crossing the red tape dividing fine from menacing, I'm cold like frozen venison, Deer in headlights, Fearing plebites, Rally dissidents, It's cello-taped to threatening, Need medicine in cabinet, I revel in shit devilish with arrogance, I cut and run like I just grab a blade to stab and dip, You're mistaken if you've taken me for placid, Rude awakening like hammock ripped, Open up right, Spill my guts and organs to the coroner, Borderline disorder, Cutting corners for a border, Sure I'll let 'em slash my abdomen and act like I'm a foreigner, To closing off, Almost wrote 'em off like quarters in a fortune burning, Spill my guts and organs to the coroner, Borderline disorder, Cutting corners for a border, Sure I'll let 'em slash my abdomen and act like I'm a foreigner, To closing off, Almost wrote 'em off like quarters in a fortune burning,

"gao" chewed him out, spit a bloody pulp, resemble bubble gum only empty shells of words in mouth, like suicidal guzzle gun muzzles, trouble buzzing 'mongst the rubble, couple bodies slumped, my love for com- panion ship abandoned ship, and caused me confusion, it'll fit together like puzzle pieces, sip kerosene and I swallow diesel, fuck, i don't really fuck with other people, spit on the burning bush, hear niggas rustle leaves, leave me be, don't need "we" please see to keep your distance, bull feces: I wanna be alone, but I still feel alone, broken: leak from pistons they ain't fuck with the "g - a - o", other niggas fail to see they foes, I'm shedding shells like it's d-day, though, I can smell where they keep they bullshit, back stabbed? boy I've been there done that, sheep's fleece redundant: wolves creeping, I can see they toes up, beat 'em with the belt they keep they poles tucked, with, the laced shit, tripping like they fiends for product, all these fuck niggas think that if I bleed, they robust, niggas sleep on heat like it's lean with Rooibos, talk shit from distance, nigga, speak close up, nigga, face to face now I see you froze up, neck chill, froze up: it's stiff from watching back for posers, kill the cat like a Casanova, called "curiosity", guilty pleasure like some cash for blowjobs, want the bread? ask me pass it over, like it's Passover, hard to hide like a massive boner, fake is frequent, forest fire in California, burn bridges to abandon borders, with the land of the mannequins, ban the foreigners, don't know the difference, cut random corners, bad origami, cut out some people, this nigga gnarly, started being lethal, venom when I'm telling anyone to fucking, leave my shit independent, nigga. I'm like fuck the cliques I'm picking solo, try to duck they shots, that's why i'm stooping so low, social up in smoke, would be rolling doobies dolo, oh no, shit bittersweet, blood mixed in with the Bordeaux, you out the picture, niggas fading from the photo, you think I'm cozy when I'm giving you the cold shoulder? when you telling me to "change my ways", been mulled over, wanna open up but don't know how to cope though. cutting niggas off isn't inadvertent, but still have nerve to say I earn your pity, cutlery is dropped while the dinner serving, (starve) frictious thinking could have, burned a city: Gomorrah, sitting in the dark, only company: my pillow and my silhouette, but starts kill both of them, burn the houses that the parties is hosted in, I'm the one who shut 'em out but now the door's broken in, cobwebbs in the corners of mouth, got dregs so I'm pouring 'em all out of my, heart's, falsetto makes the ornaments doubt their integrity, process the sermon on the mount, blessed are those who mourn, I mourn over the corpse of my social interaction, no precedent posed before this shit ironic: I'm the one who murdered it in passion, paradox but It's a common oddity: stitch my lips together, pissed that no one wants to talk to me, It's almost like the drawbacks are fucking with the positives, often as citizens of Sodom commit sodomy, bitch, prodigy, with fucking the niggas over who I ought to be with, if i could make sense of what I honestly think, I could act on it, "hasn't bothered me since", I would say.

beam of light at 3:05 in the A.M. screen on, typed up 3 + lines just to waste them, daybreak seconds away, reckon I can taste when, the night dies, me? I like your phenotypes through the webcam, peace of mind, I see outlines of incandescence, sun of today's stubborn, duvet covers stuffed with best damn, substitute for comfort lose my head. beam of light at 3:05 in the A.M. screen on, typed up 3 + lines just to waste them, daybreak seconds away, reckon I can taste when, the night dies, me? I like your phenotypes through the webcam, peace of mind, I see outlines of incandescence, sun of today's stubborn, duvet covers stuffed with best damn, substitute for comfort lose my head. 'pose I owe the loneliness to hours even evening skies sleep. only pillow talk I dribble out is cursing with the cotton in my teeth. sticky sheets, the liquids reeking as they mix, pretty pink from the seamen and the wrists, (yah) fluids diluted by sweat seeping from my skin. pity peaches and the tree branch that they're picked from. still saw dawn in the A.M. tears are dried by the A.M. A.M. A.M.

strip the skin away, peel it from your bones, every single day you wear that shit like clothes, no that's not your face, don't act like you don't know, reveal yourself, the hidden part of it, you loathe, it, poses a threat to the reputation you created, bodies in frozen in death, goes to show it's you who's craving, eyes on the outside, lies out your mouth, I'm trying this out. I'm looking to be introspective, but it's like looking through windows, tinted, yeah, I'm screaming over cymbals, ringing, I'm simply digging, under my skin, introspective, heart cooking on a spit-roast, spinning, drinking glass with a slit throat, drilling, into my head to unearth what's within. It's kinda difficult to dig in when your shovel made of metaphors, melt it, make the metal boil, scrape the shielding off my skin, i'll wear it thin, just with my finger nails, I swear to God, there will be a clear divide, maybe my focus should be medicinal, popping pills and selling more, shooting shit and getting whores, I frequently forget who the fuck i'm feeling for, I'd be as common as the hookers who get abortions, (nigga) orphan in the body of troubled child, Return home to shovel piles of bullshit that say otherwise, doors rattling on they're hinges became lullabies, turned locks the only thing that keep my fucking brain inside, my head, Instead of spread thin, across the walls, next to my bed frame, bled, drained refreshing thoughts to let the red rain pour, trying to break apart the stone inside my rib-cage, pour out my heart, ripped apart all the head games, honestly? I'm a little brittle like old bones in the catacombs, wanna see? grab a chisel, whittle away at my base, collapse like dominoes, gotta be, the most defensive, tend to hate correcting, almost body bagged em all, Odyssey? epic events, ain't too extensive, apologies, thought it'd be, hard to see all of my fronting is fallacy, honesty's costly, it cannot be bought for free, sometimes what's in my mind tilts to controversy, I have the tendency to proceed cautiously, you should fear what the fuck i'm about to be- -come, everybody's been through shit and yeah, I've seen some, wide open like the mouths of some bodies lean-slumped, matter of fact, rattle facts off like machine gun. I'm looking to be introspective, but it's like looking through windows, tinted, yeah, I'm screaming over cymbals, ringing, I'm simply digging, under my skin, introspective, heart cooking on a spit-roast, spinning, drinking glass with a slit throat, drilling, into my head to unearth what's within.

Nah, it ain't syrup in this Styrofoam cup, Bitch this blood and juice, Suck 'em dry and chuck 'em in the gutter then I cut 'em loose, Decide to hide and dissipate like the high that's drug induced, Only show my face to place amounts that I can take from you, Tread reckless like some tipsy niggas tryna bust a move, Eventually bed-ridden, oblivious bitches chugging ruff- Spiked vodka from the shot glass, Monocle and top hat for junkies who done sawed half the barrel off, Carry shells, apparently Darryl tore man's apparel off, Carousel, chamber spinning, snapping like my ammo off, Padded cell and straight jacket should tip your alarum off, Bitches need to listen for the whistle like I'm Pavlov, Salivary fluid moving through my throat mixed in with crimson, Had 'em pushing tulip, staining daises dangerously simple, Draining niggas' bodies, pockets, stopping when I leave you wrinkled, Back to collect what you don't owe me like illegal rental. I ain't gotta tell you 'bout a leech, Blood suckers clutch you fuckers by they teeth, In a minute turn a supper to a feast, Epitome of these bitches is the nigga that you see. Two-faced nigga, Common like the booze taste at the buffet dinner, Bullshit 'tween his teeth, took the toothpaste with him, Bitch blue-faced with a mouth full of vape, cigarettes, Sicker breaths than the fucking cool kids with the problems with they bronchus, You, sir went and got lost with a compass, Moral high ground, high tail out of bounds, Nigga, drown in the sounds of some doomsday rhythms, nigga, Bombs dropped, Two-faced? Nah, my intentions multifaceted, Bypass yellow tape, Wind back black, low quality cassette clips, Cast mind back to my actions, That's reality, faulty acid trips, I stole your soul and starved you niggas like the cult he fasted with, Ostracize opportunists, Often like knights button tunics, No shining, speckless armor, Check the armoire, Obsessed with garments, Like daddy's daughter, offer lewd pics, I'm guilty, kill me, Lacking proper judiciary/every, Nigga all for toothpick-sturdy defense, Leave themselves open to dirty leeches, Churches preaching, Serpents, demons, Chat about Baphomet, Boy, you've heard 'em, seen 'em, Watched 'em walk, observed 'em breathing, Absurd for even, Considering I'm perfect, Reason being, I thirst for bleeding, huh, Reddish predilection, reminiscent of some fanged figures, Relish every second, heavy weapon when he threatened, Nigga, I ain't gotta tell you 'bout a leech, Blood suckers clutch you fuckers by they teeth, In a minute turn a supper to a feast, Epitome of these bitches is the nigga that you see.

Gao just got charged with arson, Charred flowers in the parks and the gardens, Bars pass the bar set often niggas swear I bar-tend, Syntax is my arsenal, I kickback like a carbon, Gao just got charged with arson, Charred flowers in the parks and the gardens, Bars pass the bar set often niggas swear I bar-tend, Syntax is my arsenal, I kickback like a carbon, Lips fucking smack lit a gas stove, Match, coal, candle, heretic, Everyday I pray I ain't plateau, huh, Blood on my boots like killer slinking back home, Chiropractor try to snatch my spine, I'm missing back bone, Mouth a piece or gat, piece of gateau, huh, For me to breath and see the heated asphalt melt, Tongue too fucking burnt for me to ask for help, Who gone be the first to judge and cast stones, huh? Live in a glass house, Tool for suicide, I'm the toaster in the bathroom, Holes in my motive so I loathe that I'm foreign to the cash flow, nigga I'm still Horus in the sand dunes, Poster in a stan's room, r.i.p, tear up and weep, Say I'm lame, am I paraplegic? Ain't fuck with me? Never heard the birds and the bees, I make seraphims bleed, Burn the flesh that I tear with my teeth, Boy is feral so beware of the beast, If you here in the area leave, I made eve pick pears off the tree, Add an s, delete the pair of the ps, Like two peas in a pod, Go sleep and my songs, Hear the reasons I got why I'm God, Well it's revealed that I'm not, What I'm feeling is complex, Seasoned or not, I'm just one, Outta all the salt grains in the high seas, Niggas won't change till they show that they Pisces Without gold chains and the hoes y'all don't like me, Gao hold blade to the throat of who claims to be G.O.A.T, I'm the one who pours poison in the IV, Drip cowardice from sores from the ivy, Swallow pride like liquor with the boys without id, I'm a problem if I blow like ICBM, Gao just got charged with arson, Charred flowers in the parks and the gardens, Bars pass the bar set often niggas swear I bar-tend, Syntax is my arsenal, I kickback like a carbon, Gao just got charged with arson, Charred flowers in the parks and the gardens, Bars pass the bar set often niggas swear I bar-tend, Syntax is my arsenal, I kickback like a carbon, Nigga too cold, That's double on tundra Ain't got nothing in 'em like Ramadan hunger, Niggas get popped like bubblegum blunder, Like the summer sun, everyone is under me, Fuck that was a bluff, everyone is on to me, huh, Skill innate like venom in a mamba, Blood spilled GA run and gun in Honda, Like kids dumped in the slums, you a goner, Cuffed and then stuffed in the trunk, Motherfucker got they body in the bag, Tommy gun of a mobster, Shots fired, G-A-O, Starts fires, He feigned cold bars, Liar, Seek payphones, call fire department, Supplier of arson is me, I might just buy apartment, To lay dark and receive head, Like King Herod on a silver platter, Blood spill and splatter on the floor, Flow just might kill vagabond, pneumonia shit, You know me now bitch, On my own I'm bonafide, Fuck all that Bonnie Clyde shit, Parties form against me, pull up uninvited, Fuck up my shit, best apologize, cos, Otherwise, You get third degree, Like the other guys, Who heard of me, Don't utter my, Moniker, I'm connoisseur of blasphemy, Don't refer to me, Boy certainly, My verse's heat went from Earth to Venus, Words hatched from the ash like the birth of phoenix, So cold you need tissues then ill burn the Kleenex, I know furnace speak, huh. I ain't even know if I believe what I say, Niggas seem to sew and fucking reap in a day, Feel like I wanna fold every week, My scaffolding is weak, 'Posed to hold up my need for embrace, Wanna let go of the feeling and stay in ignorance, Stoners roll up the weed in the tray, I was fooled to believe I was great, (wait) Pull the pole and the beam if you debate,

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.

yeah, they hear you glass shard laughter, yeah,the see your porcelain smile, forget about the facade, fractured, they always saw and orphan child, pen to paper, skin to knife, a blend of ways, I'm indecisive, need some feeling in my life, the dark descends to dim the light, dull the noise, deaden touch, made null and void, of attempts to clutch, to hollow voices, getting hushed. when I'm smiling, yeah I speak in fluent lies, deciding whether contemplating suicide, would be ideal, why are you afraid to cry? there's no emotion when open your eyes, you're skin and dry bones. walk into a venue, severed at the sinews, legs move slow, wipe the sweat away and paint the tissues red, you wanna feel? find some bitches that'll give you head or something, now instead of jumping, need a weapon that you can use, fill yourself with joy? ha bullets on the menu, dead is what you are already, dedicated places for your body to rot in, like huh, you have no heart in your chest bones do not break, no they stretch, based on the way that you dress, yourself with the weight of existence, i'm surprised you're not depressed, clinically, sorry i may kill a funny comment, but i feel like I am drowning in cinnamon, honey, niggas use their dinner money, strapped, shooting up with a junky, just to feel shit, I would rather slit my tummy open, watch it spill. when I'm smiling, yeah I speak in fluent lies, deciding whether contemplating suicide, would be ideal, why are you afraid to cry? there's no emotion when open your eyes, you're skin and dry bones.

Start the catharsis, Two types of cartridge, Strewn across the carpet, One for, strictly martyring the carcass, One records the carnage, Satan shaking hands for the concord, Grit teeth, Arson to apartments, Horsemen hard to harness, Reigns frayed, discard it, Connoisseur of, visceral bitterness, Business isn't getting far, Mar the skin over arteries with a blunt sword, What I bought a blunt for? Satisfied by, liquor, gin and tonic like a 1 chord? Nah, Huh, Watch his body contort, Back-stabbed, Lumberjack axe in the lumbar, Huh, Ultra-violence and I often consort, Adrenaline is pumping like the pumps on a dumb whore, Strutting in a button up, nothing where the sun don't shine, Nose dive, intercom in a calm sort of way, nigga, *catharsis* Matching bars to the face a bizarre fit, Thinking dark, brain, bathe in a tar pit, Niggas pulling strings like fingernails is guitar picks, Flick ash in they gas tank, more than carsick, Licence revoked, Vehicle and firearm so, I try to hide my knife in a coat, Find and skin the snakes in the grass, Writhing like they python and cobra, See eye to eye and then don't, fucking bite and then choke, My vitality closer to cyanide than a, Covert operative trying bite on his molar, Suffer jeopardized security like rights of the voter, Fuck your clique, I diss member I'm a mine to a soldier, This isn't Gao, bitch, know that you invited in Koja, For now, Gao's gone so ya'll say hello to Koja, nigga, Stole his fucking soul and slung his body over shoulder, Need a way to cage my thoughts, Just like you frame and older photo, picture, Still allowed an outlet, nigga mine is just my throat, bitch Listen i'll give you clues to my pseudonym, Gout when devouring the values that you rooted in, Gown with a crucifix so spooky don't get through to him, Gouge out his eyes to watch the fool shoot at the hooligan, About the prior riot, it's like my psyche bi partisan, Clinging to the vile just like a junkie tryna part with xan, Try direct my thoughts but cortisol incites a modern man's violence, Zero guidance, rationale's indictment's surrogate, Excuse, it's like there's two dudes thinking: Killer and an arsonist, Some put glass to lips like it's the mirror of a narcissist, Some'll slash their wrists and try to whittle down to cartilage, Filter's built on fractured pillars, sends chills through spines of architects, Birthed in the suburbs so they claim I'm lacking vertebrae, Ain't talking tough, I say what my imagination perpetrates, The urge to wade in blood and murder, Surges through a person's veins, They curse the curse imbursement, Bitch, make sure a nigga curse the day he born.

Mama called, said she want me in an office job, Impoverished up bringing, bringing up why I need pockets swollen, Many dressed in rags and drenched in alcohol like Molotov, Gripped the phone, put it down, like the doctors shot the dog, Gave it a shot, Praying for guap, Felt as trapped as the lamb that Abel slaughtered quick and offered god, So I started thinking Avant-garde, Whats the sense getting checks if when you check you lost your cause, Niggas really have to dig for incentive. Single biggest one is measured in cents, If the piggy bank is broke we expect you been pensive, In the search for value you obsessed with expense, Plenty niggas fall for dollar, penny, nickel, dime, Nicotine, or molly, all addicted, we just pick a side, Pick a fight with definition of success and fulfilling life, While my thoughts are volatile I settled in the nick of time, Decide to flip my priorities had the coins tossed, Fuck the designer, I'm fine with loin cloth, If wealth is the endgame, I ain't buying it like boycott, Conviction never bend, Don't emulate servant boys posture, Unfamiliar fingers in your pockets like the roaches in the drain pipe, Wrapped up in plastic like the roses on a date night, It's absolute, absolutely isn't case by case, If cash stacks a heavy burden you'd choose to break spine. Bitch I only give a fuck about the guap, Dead set on getting fetty til' my body fucking drops, Ain't bout the money then don't even fucking talk, Y'all can bury all your wallets, bitch I'll pick em from the stalk, Cash threw the bouquet motherfucker yeah I caught it, I ain't sleeping until there ain't shit i cant cop, Til' i can burn what earn without a thought, Bitch I only give a fuck about the, gUAp GUAP GuAP GUaP GUAp Yeah motherfucker what you bought, huh? gUAp GUAP GuAP GUaP GUAp I'm as shallow as your pockets. If you were ever broke then I broke it off, Plan to get more coinage than the token slot, Koja go as hard as making rolling locomotives stop, All these cocked guns and my tongue done makes more potent shots, Fuck a hole in my heart I want a hole in pocket, From holding too much of my holdings at once, Would have sold all my art to get gold, silver faucets, And soak wads of cash, cos I don't give a fuck, Bed bugs and, Bare bodies, Get money, Red money, Hands bloody, Spend money, Lend a beggar his rent money, Without flinching, Without thinking I could pull out pension, Without a sentence I could, pull attention, From the room, boy you know I'm tempted, To drop knowledge, profound, but they'll listen to the sound more if I drop wallets, I want to make so much authorities demand an audit, Bitch, I wanna be in danger when I'm making deposit, motherfucker. Bitch I only give a fuck about the guap, Dead set on getting fetty til' my body fucking drops, Ain't bout the money then don't even fucking talk, Y'all can bury all your wallets, bitch I'll pick em from the stalk, Cash threw the bouquet motherfucker yeah I caught it, I ain't sleeping until there ain't shit i cant cop, Til' i can burn what earn without a thought, Bitch I only give a fuck about the, gUAp GUAP GuAP GUaP GUAp Yeah motherfucker what you bought, huh? gUAp GUAP GuAP GUaP GUAp I'm as shallow as your pockets.

Eliy Orcko: Bring some booze for ya boy, Drink from he skull, fuck all of ya'll, Never choose for ya boy, Feed from the dirt, my stomach hurt, There ain't no food for ya boy, Manning up, I'm big enough, No childhood to destroy, This all the pain to enjoy. Gao the Arsonist: Allegedly adolescent, Fuck the little boy talk, Poised generation like those destroyed when little boy dropped, Utility bills kill joy,been apprehensive since my voice dropped, Worried that I'll scuttle from the gutters that employ dropouts, Deadbeats, Deadbeat from beating dead horses, Said the orifice in my life is where the laughter was, When chilling with my niggas and my bitch will give like half the buzz it used to, The apathy would prove to me I'm used to it, "Try and lighten up" is fucking like persuading glue to stick, Useless tips in ear like tacky cotton swabs that lose the tips, Adult status out of place like boomers move the hips, I ain't even had a fucking legal glass of booze to drink, Fools is pissed off and drowning sorrows, too much diuretic, Ain't old enough to drive but I'm borderline diabetic, Sweet, Don't even know what type to fucking try a medic, I ain't ready, so somber, swear the violins ain't diegetic, My genetics dictate that I'm average height with stocky build, But of course I feel smaller when I hear that most are popping pills, Anti-depressant in the workplace, Cant find the pleasure that I traded in to earn pay, nigga. Cannot wait 'til I caluclate price tag math by hand, And try rations, Get over bruises like an ice pack, Hurry to the doctor like a knife stabbed me, Leisure bites back now, Hide snacks, In the dining cabinet, Spike sugar balance, Buy, check the balance, Dry, Drinking gallons of iced liquor, Drown crying quicker, Down five pitchers, Down five stories headfirst, Wager with aging folk and joke who be dead first, Grease from an analogue clock in the fountain of youth is only thing to quench thirst, Yeah shit, Never felt fitting with myself as the elder, Years drag me forward, finger nails scraping floor kick and scream like a temper tantrum, What I still wanna throw when the pent up anger, Indicates on the gauge, pressure sensors amber, Left out going the right way, Life is Ambidextrous, I'll be reckless 'til my life up rooted by children like a dandelion, Snatch a second life from the womb, Yeah I'll try to siphon the youth from the newborns, Back when mother ironed the uniform, I'd cry and be soothed, No pride I could lose, Only challenge i had was how fast i was tying my shoes, Heart is where icicles grew, Wait for the bitch with the scythe as a tool, (Grown up, butterflies in my stomach, now the hole is sewn up, Everybody say that I should focus) Zack Taylor: Why'd you have to go? Time is in the past, I've been on the road, Ain't no turning back, Looking at myself, staring at the sun, Stranger looking back, Can't remember that, Take a picture and paint it black, Why'd you have to go? Time is in the past, I've been on the road, Ain't no turning back, Looking at myself, staring at the sun, Stranger looking back, Can't remember that, Can't remember that, *You're a man now*

What, why, how, who are we? Deaf, blind, still found what they took from me, Oh, which direction do I stumble? I swear used to know, What, why, how, who are we? Deaf, blind, still found what they took from me, Oh, which direction do I stumble? I swear used to know, Feel like scattered ashes in vacuum, Tragic like blood splatter in a bathroom stall, I'm shuffling around in a costume, Need to believe every meaning I attach to, All my confused movements, I, Run from ballroom shooters, Hide my face from the mirrors, There are no picture perfect stares, More like vacant looks, they're bitter cold, As fickle as they're scared, Questions block my lungs, So oxygen cant trickle from the air, Into my body, somebody please tell me, What, why, how, who are we? Deaf, blind, still found what they took from me, Oh, which direction do I stumble? I swear used to know, What, why, how, who are we? Deaf, blind, still found what they took from me, Oh, which direction do I stumble? I swear used to know, I want a good life, I want to live life, I want to waste my time, Doing the things I like, I want a good life, I want to live life, I want to waste my time, Doing the things I like.

What now? I'm hearing crickets as my response, Eyes closed with only a ticking rhythm, My wrist watch, Tick tock, Seconds sliding past I feel it rip 'cross, The list of things I have left that I can live off, Thrift shop for shabby shit that I use to get off on a high, Or get off from a high place to kiss 'walks, Fill my pockets with mockeries of a purpose I'm still searching for, Working cog turn in the machine, I'm tryna chew the circuit board, maybe I'll digest some information, I need reasons to keep breathing I mean there's oxygen I'm wasting, What's gunpowder and a touted strap without the bullet casings, Nigga, count up all the uses, 'part from dousing it in flames, I'm a fountain in the rain, nigga, Directions when they routed out a maze, Couple thousand in safe, Money left out in a raid, Hands bound, clock wound back every hour of the day, Known placebo for the pain, nigga, What the fuck a wineskin without grapes on a grape vine, All that's built wilts, shrivels up with out a trace, Dry, If life's purpose as worthless as it feels, take mine, Where's the fucking sanctity in waking up to chase highs What the fuck a wineskin without grapes on a grape vine, All that's built wilts, shrivels up with out a trace, Dry, If life's purpose as worthless as it feel, take mine, Where's the fucking sanctity in waking up. Eyelids peel back to reveal the real lack, Of light in the still blackness, Don't even feel sadness at the window sill, sat, Still without a will, Fact that a shell won't be whole of fucking filled if it's cracked, After your cock stops throbbing in your cotton wrap, Hop in the colored steel on rubber wheels, You crawling back to modern day plantations, Paid for daily attendance, Toil till you coil into the shape of independence, nigga, Penance, nigga, How I pay the price for self-slaughter? Sinking in this sinner's though like blood thicker than water, Unbiblical/Umbilical ideas attached like mothers' unborn daughters, I got sawdust in my bronchus tryna chop the mental block, That all the semen in my socks, amounted to worthwhile, better bury bodies in a ground that is fertile, Where the fuck you find benefits for hedonists, Deathbed, Only show they figures and percentages. What the fuck a wineskin without grapes on a grape vine, All that's built wilts, shrivels up with out a trace, Dry, If life's purpose as worthless as it feels, take mine, Where's the fucking sanctity in waking up to chase highs What the fuck a wineskin without grapes on a grape vine, All that's built wilts, shrivels up with out a trace, Dry, If life's purpose as worthless as it feel, take mine, Where's the fucking sanctity in waking up.

Eyes roll in my skull 'til the whites show, Why does he try so hard? To find gold in this mangled soul, Had to buy a pulse for his Styrofoam heart. The boy is stitching coins to his bare skin, Run from the huntsman, Poised to fall asleep in bearskin, Fingertips moist thinking if he's worth a person's, Second-hand price at least. Wish he would admire me, Dipped the wound in iodine praises, Losing faith became piety, Value seeping like the riots bleed patience. *you're absolute garbage, bro absolute garbage garbage* Maybe he should staple a couple labels to his face, Slip the silverware between his shoulder blades to play it safe, Understand what it's like to hate your own saliva's taste, Hypocrite, Picture sinners at the table saying grace, If he paint "love yourself" as the goal, He the same one who wants to buckle belts to his throat, If the works make the man like the pelts make the coat, better off tryna figure out which organs sell the most, Yeah the stones and the sticks may have broken a rib, Or a bone in a limb, Took a blow to the shins, now he rolling in piss, Lover rolling a spliff, Now he choke on the cigarette smoke from a kiss, Any remnant of penny-worth was thrown in abyss, Emotions hold with a grip like a boa constricts, Nigga's toes on they tips, To get over his issues, Tissues to $$bills$$, nigga falls when he slips. Utter worthless words, come up from the stomach to the tongue, Sudden urge to burn closets full of skeletons, He's dug up, hung up, fabrics that feel foolish on me, Charcoal bones but they have jewels for bodies.

Choice is only ever between ash and cadaver, Have it at my scalp with a scalpel or a dagger, Hard like backwards spelling, sending hexes back to the caster, Private life has vanished like the sun eclipsing satellites, In some existing paradise I'd bask in the candid, But here it's automatics and ski masks for the candy, Bloody gums behind my lips, in violin cases, Tommy guns are hiding with the ugly, buddy's stubborn, Fuck it ill just try this shit. Cadaver Fuck it I'll just try this shit Cadaver Fuck it I'll just try this shit Cadaver Fuck it I'll just try this shit Cadaver Fuck it I'll just try this shit Cadaver, Always be at honesty like drunkard at a tavern, Always wear my heart on sleeve like homeless clothes is tattered, Hallway of the morgue looked like I bought it at the store for a dollar max, It was nothing but a hazard, Ain't done but I'm crawling up the rungs of the ladder, Lacking power in this state pick the sickle and the hammer, For the tools that I pack for a back alley scrap, With the Henny-fucked, belly-up-esque m-o you call cardinal, To understand the earnest best inject some amobarbital, Used to shallow topics like I only scanned the article, If hollow points were ammo, I'd be nothing short of arsenal This info unflattering, Finna come back, Like a sinner run back to altar, Alter the things that some pass on, The inner most facts often "dig a hole for casket"-type, Ulcers in the mouth of a, Sweet talker, Eat sawdust from the chopping block, Prefer to heed rather if the fucking beat's harder, right? Peace offered to the part that needs bottled up emotions, Feel bothered at thought of being honest, nigga, Box of cigarettes cause the coughing at the threats, No I'm boxing with reflections, shadows, All that gives some exposition on my character, Guilty, Kills relationships, Bitch listen to the barrister, Red flags hang from banisters, Trust is on my bucket list, Vote both for and against, Setting fire to the ballets my impulse insults the suffragists, Bound without power like sluts cuff the wrists, Cadaver Fuck it I'll just try this shit Cadaver Fuck it I'll just try this shit