Got what you took
So what's still out of pocket?
I bet you want more, kid
Het dumb fuck, wise up
Oh lookie look as I remix that hot shit
I'm Peter North
make your starlet my sub
V1:
My Angie Darling/ she can't make the party/ cuz big daddy's ulcer takes beef with his barley// His penis is all he's got/ big-up my auntie/ the tricks up her sleeve she's got/ talk about 'haunting'!//// Man, your addiction is worse than my own is--since I'm self aware, I could stop all the opiates// lock of your hair and a smidge of your toe-clippings/ watch how you choke on that thick oxytocin, bitch////
Now let me see
fire in the pain
isn't it gettin hotter every day
even in the height of winter
thought a lot about a "slay"--
but not the kind with Donder, Blitzen/
Patience, honor, I can wait
I take my time when on a mission////
2nd HOOK:
You git your hooks in her
takes lots of power
I'd run-run if I were you
fueled by your rage
Crooked our demons
which feed and devour
come see it, you coward
its teeth alligate
Looks like "defeat", tagged in faggot, all sweet/ Grabbed a bag of false teeth/MAGA Dragonball Z-havin'//"Oh woe is thee" (Don't project that on me)/ psychopath babble, TYCO-trash/white folks on weed////Lackin' steeze and panache/on the other hand: me has it/ T cannot be canon/ *splash* as you bleed, dammit// Backwards you see Mr. mayonnaise secretes cabbage/ emo's new poster boy--LOADS of joy HE'S havin'////
Hey I'm lookin' for someone named "I'm fuckin lame but think I'm clutch"/ No, I don't know if it's first or last, it hurts his ass to read that much//got a message for his girl I'm sure she'll see: come kick it with me and I'll feed you lunch/ one hundred percent he'll never read/ it makes him pee to hear my stuff////Got a demon I'm playing "Disney YAHTZEE" with (who I did NOT see win)/ I'ma leave if I see him cheat again/ he's a beast--just ask his Nazi friends// Plenty antisemitics in the Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn/ Man these synthetic semi-prophetic dopes/ what kind of dope they on?////
You wanted drama, well how you like cauliflower? Too vague? This new plague you got comin's bubonic// Dudes on a hot one from Hell/ Oh, they too cower/ How close you been to a dick that has YOU on it?////
HOOK
And if you never doubted what your seeing's real/ remember the games you played when you see the ceiling peel/And if you're unprepared to let delusions die (or to kill them)/ when they're all you have left don't be surprised////I think you thought that kindergarten theatrics were lacking in consequences/ you oughta SEE "damaged"//You're life ain't rehearsal/ you think these moments don't affect you, then bet, dude, I'm sure that a hearse will////
Lackin' steeze and panache/on the other hand: me has it/ T cannot be canon/ *splash* as you bleed, dammit// Backwards you see Mr. mayonnaise secretes cabbage/ emo's new poster boy--LOADS of joy HE'S havin'////
Hooks, see, I told you, I got em for hours. I got em for days; you too fake, let's be real. Oh look it's me as I give you the hook again/ You're just a cumshot in kleenex, congealed////
