I just found a dime I’m bouta call tonight
But I need 40 more cents to even start a line
The streets are so empty its unbelievable
Pretty soon we kill enough it’ll be me and you
Then when we get to that point what do you wanna do
Move to the future good news, I’ll write the article
I been tied like the vine to this here terrace
I can't look for any piano wire noose wearers
Now if sacrificial's what you call magic, I got a bag of rabbits
Rocking 24 karats drinking blood like I’m sv3rige
I need a girl that plays harp and knows to lay tarp
If she gotta bait dogs for the fate shot
Twelfth house on the left, veil clearly was rent
When the God goes to hell he is merely a guest
Get my lyrics off my chest, sign me some breasts
Little ho in the wall spot, really impressed
I was raised well like bison that was grazin the field
The intervention all around ya is a grazing like feel
They don't want me in they studio I blaze it for it real
Cereal colder than oats though if you making a meal
Sometimes I'm nervous to talk like what I say could reveal
To go gambling alone is it really Ideal
I'm dying that you just heard you're gonna reap your rewards
You never won a home, they only give you three little doors
They let me ask the question tho, so I can have begged it
It's double jeopardy, guess I'll never get any credit
I'm in the court asking, if we can do this shit right now
They wanna delay it, 4 days more, attorneys in their grave
Or just roll, OK, that's fine with me and yeah I'm doing well
But down here there is sort of a septic smell
And I just learned the reason why the kill the kids kept in hell
I kept to myself once they pulled me over again
Like I'm just holding this bag for a friend
My style serious and all
You in the bathroom horsing off saying you don't like to stall, ok stop
Yeah you ain't listen to my bars
Put you in some automated cars, autonomous fucking off
Fuck off, y'all listen to a bunch of robots but not me talk
Like real people, look through the peephole