Sep 2014
It's hard to say but no one's gonna' learn a danm thing anyway,
So let's pretend it's all a funny joke and it'll all go away
But hey, wait a minute listen to me, I want you to er...stay,
Well, it's tough talking to yourself and no one really ever comes my way
But I'll love to have a fight, get me some insight
How the alpha male reacts and I have no solid facts
In-fact I just got some emotions out of devotions sittin' on a dynamite
Of brutal almost mutual satisfaction we have when we diss somebody,
Maybe it's just me but I think everybody shares beef with somebody,
I like them kinda rare, them ***** and **** bare
Yeah, give them religious folks a *******' nightmare
But I don't really care if you wanna shoot me down with god,
I'll just pretend you just said something that rhymes with hot-dog,
Oh my god, never really got that catch-phrase,
And every-time I hear a girl screaming Jesus Christ,
While ridin' on my stick, well.. It's big I have nothing to hide
But back to the case, I always wonder.. What would joseph do,
I mean it could be anyone, me, your momma, or you
is that even a sin, Is there a place for them in hell
Dear, pope please do tell
that pointy hat is dope though,
Too bad I couldn't give a less **** about how many *** scandal you repel,
I always had an inclination to profanity, sort of mind alteration to reality
But quite frankly, I'm down making fun of myself
I guess it's just another opportunity to scream for help,
Hell, I don't know what I'm gonna' do, maybe call an attorney and sue
Here's a riddle to give you a *******,
What's red and not blue,
If you Ever find the answer bid your brains adieu.
I don't know what to say but this is a ****** tragedy
We're in a cage, trapped, we can never be what we want to be
Tuned into the the wonder-land, creating their own symphony,
They say we're the mad-men, always painting the world in a fantasy.
I don't know if they understand but dreams alter reality
Grabbed by both hands, too late to let go of this opportunity
Don't quit even though it's over, spill it in graffiti
To let the whole world know you don't give up so easily.
See, what I did there ?
Made it look like I did care, threw in some motivation crap,
It's just a trap, I swear
I talk so low about myself, sometimes I often forget I exist
But it kills me inside sometimes when I realize but I still can't resist
To diss and admit that I'm much better than so many of you and I'm so ashamed of it
It's like my ***** and your ****** just somehow never agrees to fit
I mean I'm just here typing away random **** and it'll still be better,
Then most awesome of your hits..
But.. I get it
People are so easy to offend and there's no way around it
So c'mon now, I know ya'll just waiting to pounce
And renounce everything I laid on the table,
I'm sorry I'm just highly unstable, give me my mental certificate
And put on a label that shows of I'm disabled,
Some of you must be goin' .. Ooo that's no thing to joke about,
Enough with your rants, my future kids won't like the way you shout and..
'People suffer from real mental disorders in the real world'
But hey... I have a problem too.. You know.. I hit my head and..
'STOP IT, in the name of the lord I command you..'
Please do
whatever you want, all I am saying is I have a real problem too...
'That's it, you're goin' to hell kid, you blasphemous pig"
.
.
Aight, that was uncalled for, I could have made a better metaphor
But I can't help it, could only find baby syrup in the medical score store,
And it's kinda cold though, I have a super cute android and she likes to blow..
And dry clean my house for me, I am a rich dude
I can afford totally afford a robot, I know it sounds rude
But it's six in the morning and I haven't slept all night
And I wasn't even mastrubating (Christian sin strike # -1)
It was fun just smokin' stuff and just hallucinating,
And suddenly there was a loud bang and it started raining,
.... ***** and more ***** and some wine, it's basically ***** but whatever nevermind,
As long as you don't understand what I'm writing about,
I guess you'll be fine.
I don't know what to say but this is a ****** tragedy
We're in a cage, trapped, we can never be what we want to be
Tuned into the the wonder-land, creating their own symphony,
They say we're the mad-men, always painting the world in a fantasy.
I don't know if they understand but dreams alter reality
Grabbed by both hands, too late to let go of this opportunity
Don't quit even though it's over, spill it in graffiti
To let the whole world know you don't give up so easily.
See, what I did there ?
I made a long write even longer
and your patience to deal with inevitable even stronger
And you know how they day what can't **** you, make you stronger
Well, I'm afraid to break it down to you, it's a lie
I once saw a man being attacked by a wild cat and he survived,
Lost 5 fingers, one toe, half a ****, and two eyes,
Kanye west, who the hell were you talking about ?
Something that doesn't kills you, makes you one step close to die
Hello, i mean you are just all ready to say good-bye
And things flash before your eyes and you regain your strength and you fight
And people are so glad that you made it out alive
It's just so Hollywood and has such a good vibe
But that's now how it happens, things get cut off
I know I'm over steppin', but I'm just a pessimist
Every time someone disobeys me, I cut my wrists
I throw tantrums now and then, just one rich spoil kid
Banging girls and what not, DON'T ENVY ME, I didn't ******' asked for it,
Your god have it to me. :)
See what I did there ?
I just left it intentionally blank, I have to admire you though
How come you always express yourself so bland?
I mean do you assign dumb people to do your job and make a plan
What is it, what's the secret of your stupid expression
I need to *******' understand, how can so much ******* come from two boney hands ?
It's real stupid when everyone writes the same thing everyday
Man, just do away with ponies, and throw in some hints of grey
That's what I do and it kinda makes me look so serious and great
aight, you need to stop whatever that you're doing and meditate
Absorb every stupid thing you can feel in your environment and just radiate,
Then slowly lift your arms and strangle yourself to death,
Don't ******' retaliate.
That's how I feel when I go through those thoughts of yours,
Yeah bite me, get on all fours, like the ***** you are and facilitate
I know I'm being too hard but I'm on drugs and a broken heart,
Got these scars, made out with a stripper and kinda got too far
But apart from these little matters of faith and religion,
I don't think she had a problem with me until I did that part,
I guess it's never too easy to pull of a stunt in a sixty mine position,
When you're three feet too long and sixty mile too fast in a car.
I think that did it for me, i got a sense of reality and enough of free **** and virtuality,
Oh, it's just me and my humanity, fighting over who get's the opportunity
To point out similarities between you and the kid who lived down the lane,
Really old-school, liked them butterflies and everything vain
I mean I can do this over and over again, till I hit the sweet spot
Right between your thighs and send a message to your brain
.
.
I don't give a ****,
Never have and never will
There's so much space in my shoes
That you can never fill
You can walk in them sure
But it'll make you look like an idiot,
You ****
End of the story
PERIOD.
So let's pretend it's all a funny joke and it'll all go away
But hey, wait a minute listen to me, I want you to er...stay,
Well, it's tough talking to yourself and no one really ever comes my way
But I'll love to have a fight, get me some insight
How the alpha male reacts and I have no solid facts
In-fact I just got some emotions out of devotions sittin' on a dynamite
Of brutal almost mutual satisfaction we have when we diss somebody,
Maybe it's just me but I think everybody shares beef with somebody,
I like them kinda rare, them ***** and **** bare
Yeah, give them religious folks a *******' nightmare
But I don't really care if you wanna shoot me down with god,
I'll just pretend you just said something that rhymes with hot-dog,
Oh my god, never really got that catch-phrase,
And every-time I hear a girl screaming Jesus Christ,
While ridin' on my stick, well.. It's big I have nothing to hide
But back to the case, I always wonder.. What would joseph do,
I mean it could be anyone, me, your momma, or you
is that even a sin, Is there a place for them in hell
Dear, pope please do tell
that pointy hat is dope though,
Too bad I couldn't give a less **** about how many *** scandal you repel,
I always had an inclination to profanity, sort of mind alteration to reality
But quite frankly, I'm down making fun of myself
I guess it's just another opportunity to scream for help,
Hell, I don't know what I'm gonna' do, maybe call an attorney and sue
Here's a riddle to give you a *******,
What's red and not blue,
If you Ever find the answer bid your brains adieu.
I don't know what to say but this is a ****** tragedy
We're in a cage, trapped, we can never be what we want to be
Tuned into the the wonder-land, creating their own symphony,
They say we're the mad-men, always painting the world in a fantasy.
I don't know if they understand but dreams alter reality
Grabbed by both hands, too late to let go of this opportunity
Don't quit even though it's over, spill it in graffiti
To let the whole world know you don't give up so easily.
See, what I did there ?
Made it look like I did care, threw in some motivation crap,
It's just a trap, I swear
I talk so low about myself, sometimes I often forget I exist
But it kills me inside sometimes when I realize but I still can't resist
To diss and admit that I'm much better than so many of you and I'm so ashamed of it
It's like my ***** and your ****** just somehow never agrees to fit
I mean I'm just here typing away random **** and it'll still be better,
Then most awesome of your hits..
But.. I get it
People are so easy to offend and there's no way around it
So c'mon now, I know ya'll just waiting to pounce
And renounce everything I laid on the table,
I'm sorry I'm just highly unstable, give me my mental certificate
And put on a label that shows of I'm disabled,
Some of you must be goin' .. Ooo that's no thing to joke about,
Enough with your rants, my future kids won't like the way you shout and..
'People suffer from real mental disorders in the real world'
But hey... I have a problem too.. You know.. I hit my head and..
'STOP IT, in the name of the lord I command you..'
Please do
whatever you want, all I am saying is I have a real problem too...
'That's it, you're goin' to hell kid, you blasphemous pig"
.
.
Aight, that was uncalled for, I could have made a better metaphor
But I can't help it, could only find baby syrup in the medical score store,
And it's kinda cold though, I have a super cute android and she likes to blow..
And dry clean my house for me, I am a rich dude
I can afford totally afford a robot, I know it sounds rude
But it's six in the morning and I haven't slept all night
And I wasn't even mastrubating (Christian sin strike # -1)
It was fun just smokin' stuff and just hallucinating,
And suddenly there was a loud bang and it started raining,
.... ***** and more ***** and some wine, it's basically ***** but whatever nevermind,
As long as you don't understand what I'm writing about,
I guess you'll be fine.
I don't know what to say but this is a ****** tragedy
We're in a cage, trapped, we can never be what we want to be
Tuned into the the wonder-land, creating their own symphony,
They say we're the mad-men, always painting the world in a fantasy.
I don't know if they understand but dreams alter reality
Grabbed by both hands, too late to let go of this opportunity
Don't quit even though it's over, spill it in graffiti
To let the whole world know you don't give up so easily.
See, what I did there ?
I made a long write even longer
and your patience to deal with inevitable even stronger
And you know how they day what can't **** you, make you stronger
Well, I'm afraid to break it down to you, it's a lie
I once saw a man being attacked by a wild cat and he survived,
Lost 5 fingers, one toe, half a ****, and two eyes,
Kanye west, who the hell were you talking about ?
Something that doesn't kills you, makes you one step close to die
Hello, i mean you are just all ready to say good-bye
And things flash before your eyes and you regain your strength and you fight
And people are so glad that you made it out alive
It's just so Hollywood and has such a good vibe
But that's now how it happens, things get cut off
I know I'm over steppin', but I'm just a pessimist
Every time someone disobeys me, I cut my wrists
I throw tantrums now and then, just one rich spoil kid
Banging girls and what not, DON'T ENVY ME, I didn't ******' asked for it,
Your god have it to me. :)
See what I did there ?
I just left it intentionally blank, I have to admire you though
How come you always express yourself so bland?
I mean do you assign dumb people to do your job and make a plan
What is it, what's the secret of your stupid expression
I need to *******' understand, how can so much ******* come from two boney hands ?
It's real stupid when everyone writes the same thing everyday
Man, just do away with ponies, and throw in some hints of grey
That's what I do and it kinda makes me look so serious and great
aight, you need to stop whatever that you're doing and meditate
Absorb every stupid thing you can feel in your environment and just radiate,
Then slowly lift your arms and strangle yourself to death,
Don't ******' retaliate.
That's how I feel when I go through those thoughts of yours,
Yeah bite me, get on all fours, like the ***** you are and facilitate
I know I'm being too hard but I'm on drugs and a broken heart,
Got these scars, made out with a stripper and kinda got too far
But apart from these little matters of faith and religion,
I don't think she had a problem with me until I did that part,
I guess it's never too easy to pull of a stunt in a sixty mine position,
When you're three feet too long and sixty mile too fast in a car.
I think that did it for me, i got a sense of reality and enough of free **** and virtuality,
Oh, it's just me and my humanity, fighting over who get's the opportunity
To point out similarities between you and the kid who lived down the lane,
Really old-school, liked them butterflies and everything vain
I mean I can do this over and over again, till I hit the sweet spot
Right between your thighs and send a message to your brain
.
.
I don't give a ****,
Never have and never will
There's so much space in my shoes
That you can never fill
You can walk in them sure
But it'll make you look like an idiot,
You ****
End of the story
PERIOD.
Notes (optional)
