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Under the bus
03:56
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2. |
Why don't you tell me?
03:41
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3. |
Invisible Knife
08:43
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Ay yo I'm in the know
I read the screens I watch the show
I listen to the proper people with virtue ISS views I thought you knew yeah
Ay yo I'm in the know
I watch the faces that say you are racist
I read the words that make me feel heard as part of the herd thass right like an animal like an animal
Im an animal I'm a cannibal
I'm not accountable views insurmountable
I'm infalliable I worship a bull or maybe an owl yeah
Im a satanist I'm an athiest believe in nothing but them scientists who be takin a fist in them backrooms while on mushrooms
They talk real nice and fast on them podcasts?
we the game winners we the real sinners
we eat flesh and drink blood for special dinners
you can trust us no one can bust us
we own everyone for whom you do lust
got em on a chain givin em dust
filmin em in backrooms just to make these muthafuckas shush
you never thought these muthafuckas were kinda sus
hidin in plain doin dark deeds this very night
Hide em away
Hide em away
They doin dark deeds
With invisible knives they stab me
Where is my life
Where is my future wife
I feel like I've been stabbed with an invisible knife
Things are happnin right under yall noses
when thats shit done breh its not comin up roses
notes for the lazy yall dancing with daisies
but don't look at me bro I'm with them crazy conspiracies
that come true
they make you so blue
bitch I thought you knew
nothing is real
cept these muthafuckas steal
yo life
yo future wife
miss me with that invisible knife
yo life
yo future wife
invisible knife
hide em away
(repeat)
they'll have you turn gay like 33 different ways
they'll have you take like 99 dicks like sideways
they'll have you hate yourself and want to die
so you take their meds and not believe your own eyes
they'll have you destroy your own soul
so you will fold
cause they yeah are hella evil
Im not an animal I'm not a cannibal
I am accountable my views not insurmountable
Im not infalliable I dont worship a bull or even an owl
Im not a satanist I'm not an athiest I believe in a higher power then me and I don't take fists in backrooms from men with rings that read 33 YEE
Im not a satanist I'm not an athiest
I'm not on a podcast but I can talk fast
Ay yo I'm in the know
I read the banned pages I watch the hate shows
look at the best memes yeah they make me laugh and teach me things
I laugh at faces that glower and think they have power
I read the words that make you feel fire because the truth burns all them liars yeah yeah
Hide em away
Hide em away
They doin dark deeds
With invisible knives they stab me
Where is my life
Where is my future wife
I feel like I've been stabbed with an invisible knife
Things are happnin right under yall noses
when thats shit done breh its not comin up roses
notes for the lazy yall dancing with daisies
but don't look at me bro I'm with them crazy conspiracies
that come true
they make you so blue
bitch I thought you knew
nothing is real
cept these muthafuckas steal
yo life
yo future wife
miss me with that invisible knife
yo life
yo future wife
invisible knife
hide em away
(repeat)
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4. |
Sometimes they don't
04:36
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Just a misanthropic man livin in a make believe land goin through an invisible war
No one knows anything anymore
Just a make believe world no one knows if they boy or a girl no one knows anything
No one knows anything anymore
Just a human tryna make due in an impossible place that can't decide whats true or false
No one knows anything anymore
Just a lone person I'm always cursin to myself about this madness about this sadness all around me
No one knows anything anymore
Sometimes the tears burn away all the bad things
sometimes they don't
sometimes they don't
Sometimes bad thangs in the past they blind me
sometimes they don't
sometimes they don't
Sometimes I have a dream where I want to die and they find me
sometimes they don't
sometimes they don't
No one knows anything anymore
Wondering where I might end up hopefully not on an intersection with a cup
like my dude I saw today he had a sign that said hope with a tweaker sway
Rolled by a church that said it was gay
Saw some trash on the side of the road ay
Saw a flower growin out a sewer grate
my man my dude I'm feelin like me and you are mates
I was born in this trash to rhyme
I was born in this trash but it doesn't define me
unknown and underground its not my fault yall can't find me
I was born as a nobody to no one that matters to anybody holding the keys to the fun life full of glamour
I define myself through the unknown strife
I define myself through the pain my will is a knife
I do endure to create the things I do in the rain sometime the tears burn away all the bad things
Sometimes they don't
Sometimes they don't
Sometimes the tears burn away all the bad things
sometimes they don't
sometimes they don't
Sometimes bad thangs in the past they blind me
sometimes they don't
sometimes they don't
Sometimes I have a dream where I want to die and they find me
sometimes they don't
sometimes they don't
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5. |
Yuh
05:05
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it seems the same faces always frame me up like I don't matter they blather yuh
they bluster no muster limp wristed they fisted in them backrooms yuh
it seems the same names always the win it fixed its fucked fake as they botox faces yuh
they yammer they stammer they clowns in a circus tent with with very high rents yuh
yuh yuh yuh yuh
I yuh'd on a guy and yeed on his girl
Nobody knows just what the fuck I'm doin here yuh
yuh e yuh
it seems the same faces always frame me up like they don't know what the fuck I'm sayin yuh
they stutter they stammer they sweat and stand awkwardly silent yuh
it seems the same old lames give themselves prizes with the fake as dames yeh
they whine they cry I dust off my shoulders and sigh yuh
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6. |
N WORD
05:30
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Theres these youth I heard about sayin words yer not supposed to even shout
words yer not supposed to even speak
they bad see
words are violence I was told by a skinny man or maybe he was hella old
actually I couldn't even tell if he was a man or thing
but they told me don't say this word bitch they gone get you
I must tell you I'm a snitch and a wooooooo
I'll tell you what sir it fuckin figures it makes sense
well shiit imma say it
I'mma say it
Don't say it
imma say it
Don't say it
imma say it
imma sing that shit like muthafuckin Amadeus
I'm not gonna say Edward no
Not gonna talk about those nerds no
I'm gonna say the word
I'm gonna say it
gonna say it
The muthafuckin
n word
we are sayin some ill shit
n word
I say this thang people losin it
n word
its just a word I heard some dudes say
The first time I heard that word was on a tape
My friend had he said it was the best thing since sliced bread and steak a1
We had fun with all the angry talk killin hookers and also cops
Why were these young men sayin that word so much shiiiit
Its like they were paid each time they would say it
like an uzi of n words they were sprayin it
n word this n word that
they called themselves n words with attitude
attitude they had
them fellas probably wouldn't acted like all that if they had dads
they woulda slapped the shit outta they hams and told that producer to fuckin scram
but instead we got lotsa songs with n words
a million years later we got this one yeah yeah
I'mma say it
Don't say it
imma say it
Don't say it
imma say it
imma sing that shit like muthafuckin Amadeus
I'm not gonna say Edward no
Not gonna talk about those nerds no
I'm gonna say the word
I'm gonna say it
gonna say it
The muthafuckin
n word
we are sayin some ill shit
n word
I say this thang people losin it
n word
its just a word I heard some dudes say
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7. |
S.U.B.
03:56
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shutup bitch yer a fuckin idiot doesn't matter if yer rich
you are a bitch
you were born this way so fucking gay
and not in a 1950's way nay
shutup bitch you think you know it all
imma look for you when society falls
and ask you
ay where is your money now
ay why you running pal no not runnin your mouth now
ay why you so scared of me
ay so silent now before you was so snarky
shutup bitch yer fake as fuck everyone real knows this they gonna throw you in the back of a truck
and shake you down
coins fallin out yer pockets like you was in super mario town
shutup bitch bout time you got your stitch es
Up front act like your about the cause behind the scenes your a snitch without any balls
one more
shutup bitch
ay where is your money now
ay why you running pal no not runnin your mouth now
ay why you so scared of me
ay so silent now before you was so snarky
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8. |
The Dead(instrumental)
02:36
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