JOHNNASCUS
​​weirdcore
[Verse 1: Lil Darkie]
I-I-Incremental loss of consciousness around
Incidental cause to all of this around
No hope, no retribution, nothing but the sound
I cope with what they saying healthily
Rich man, don't behave wealthily
Wealthy man contemplating selling me
But I don't take the orders that they telling me
That shit don't sit well with me
Stick the tricks, flip this like an egg
Fit this information in your head
Information nations chucking lead
At each other, leave each other dead
I will not just listen I will just keep pissing off
Parents tell their childrеn what we building getting soft
If you made a million dollars, would you fuck it off
Or would you do somеthing before you're inside the coffin
Floating like a feather where the weather is cloudy
Whatever, I can spit it better than cheddar that n***as said they could [?]
Funny how you fuck up, having sex with the devil
(Next song) yuh
I don't feel my brain, I think my mind is shutting off
Robot artists on the internet, they play pretend
Settling for lust, but do you really know the cost?
Stuck inside the weirdcore image, this will never end
Stuck inside the weirdcore image, this will never end
Stuck inside the weirdcore image, this will never end
Stuck inside the weirdcore image, stuck inside the, stuck inside
[Verse 2: JOHNASCUS]
My eyes do not believe what I see
My eyes see everything as a dream
My eye sees over all visible-things
I can't see the details, static grey
Hey, hey
There's a humanoid, that I see
Over yonder, walking through the trees
Walking aimlessly
Maybe towards me, that's what my ego thinks
I am not important to the ghost
Stuck inside the weirdcore image, this will never finish
Stuck inside the weirdcore image, this will never finish
Stuck inside the weirdcore image, this will never finish
Stuck inside the weirdcore image, this will never finish
Mouth is running like a faucet
Sneezing, coughing, mind is fogging
Groggy through this soggy GMO
Caffeine overdose, losing soul
I am never full
I'm a worthless tool, to society
They'll dispose me

[Verse 3: CHRIST DILLINGER]
Humans rhymes Pushing lies leaving killers immortalized
Stupidity and ignorance incentivized watch your eyes
How would you feel if you rolled in a olds where the windows is broken they can't roll up and close
1 rolled Down those roads where car windows are broken and stole
Watching uncles that smoke and put blow up they nose n***as with flows, hopin to open some doors corners is open but n***as souls is closed
To cop some clothes ill leave you cold on the floor
Breaking these n***as break-in these hoes cold and uncovered
Im givin life like a judge or a mother
Vibes those Miami Nights created in time grew, pen and pad in one hand in the other a light brew I He lives many lives through these many rhymes, Delivered directly to n***as faces as a sign of the times Tears in eyes unrealized still glisten
The art dies as the rolls thicken