Psychopathic
Im a wicked walker
straight out talker
still ain't made aprofit
cause I haven't got an offer
but I haven't given up
learned perseverance from the best
if not for psychopathic
be no ****in breath in my chest.
they're bat **** crazy
but they never give up
and they taught this ninja
life is more than just luck
cause I was losing myself,
down deep in a rut
'Til I snapped out of it
hearing *All of the Above"
and "Homies",
man it opened my eyes
it made me realize
that my friends wasn't a lie.
plus how many times
We rocked out to "Piggy Pie"
middle fingers to the sky
while them piggy ***** roll by.
it's no bullshit
fam is always enough
and gang ****
ain't what we sspeaking of
so tell the limp dick feds
that we called out they bluff.
Peace, and
MUCH MOTHA ****IN CLOWN LOVE!
tearin' at my skin tryin' ta figure out what's within
who I am, where did I begin
no grin on my face, this place
only ruin left in my wake
and I take a second to realize what I've done
lord knows I was never a chosen one
a broken one, scarred from birth
but given hands to change this earth
first thing I gotta do is make it thru
this mind state I'm currently into
ideas flew away with each passing day
shell withered and from it a serpent slithered
consuming everything, every single thing
all that I connect with, gone
tools of a hushed voice sayin' I don't belong
I'm not sayin' that they were wrong
I made this my own before long
covered in scars, permanent reminders of my past
my history displayed from first to last upon me
gash to the skull from a bashed crash
brain mashed, chest crushed such an adrenaline rush
the push to make it past the threshold
heart stops and blood runs cold
walkin' toward the dark light like the voices told
only to remain in a fleshy hold
string on my hands cut, I can't be controlled
marionette no more, not a slave to be sold
up the deed is rolled, corners set and fold
take up my axe and break the mold
a forgotten gold, forsaken world
unwrappin' the foil
life of trouble and turmoil
spilled oil on the feet of the pious
struck a match and lit up both of us
straight out talker
still ain't made aprofit
cause I haven't got an offer
but I haven't given up
learned perseverance from the best
if not for psychopathic
be no ****in breath in my chest.
they're bat **** crazy
but they never give up
and they taught this ninja
life is more than just luck
cause I was losing myself,
down deep in a rut
'Til I snapped out of it
hearing *All of the Above"
and "Homies",
man it opened my eyes
it made me realize
that my friends wasn't a lie.
plus how many times
We rocked out to "Piggy Pie"
middle fingers to the sky
while them piggy ***** roll by.
it's no bullshit
fam is always enough
and gang ****
ain't what we sspeaking of
so tell the limp dick feds
that we called out they bluff.
Peace, and
MUCH MOTHA ****IN CLOWN LOVE!
tearin' at my skin tryin' ta figure out what's within
who I am, where did I begin
no grin on my face, this place
only ruin left in my wake
and I take a second to realize what I've done
lord knows I was never a chosen one
a broken one, scarred from birth
but given hands to change this earth
first thing I gotta do is make it thru
this mind state I'm currently into
ideas flew away with each passing day
shell withered and from it a serpent slithered
consuming everything, every single thing
all that I connect with, gone
tools of a hushed voice sayin' I don't belong
I'm not sayin' that they were wrong
I made this my own before long
covered in scars, permanent reminders of my past
my history displayed from first to last upon me
gash to the skull from a bashed crash
brain mashed, chest crushed such an adrenaline rush
the push to make it past the threshold
heart stops and blood runs cold
walkin' toward the dark light like the voices told
only to remain in a fleshy hold
string on my hands cut, I can't be controlled
marionette no more, not a slave to be sold
up the deed is rolled, corners set and fold
take up my axe and break the mold
a forgotten gold, forsaken world
unwrappin' the foil
life of trouble and turmoil
spilled oil on the feet of the pious
struck a match and lit up both of us