I've seen strands of time roll back in the hands of fate/ of the man I hate/ wash on// Wide strait/ in the pantheon/ my date with Pan/ like I can't see Ha'ashatan//// at a fine steel gate/ Am I fine? I'm great/ I did what I needed to just to find my plate/ and the way I treated "cool" was aligned with way more than my main day rued/ Blood parade came true////

When the hitter is his brass/ a grim mess/distress/ kiddies a-sniff glass/ a nimbus head-dress/ hit with a pin pass/ my slim ex-mistress/ if-n' I skip class to dip this wick in//// thick wax/ whistlin' dixie/ yap-giddy/ when the biddie is skin wrapped: about "tree-fitty"/ And I'm happy to spin magick mastered with midi/ rackety/ Amity amassed mad cash, pretty////

HOOK:

Look at him go/ he's a madman; charmer/ Lady Luck's hot when the bastard farmers coulda let go hits the gas/ I'm honored/ Listen up, sit back (shit I'm on one)//// Woulda been "no" if the answer karma enabled me got them/ Rot then starts up/ Wouldn't you know/ Grim attack like contra/ Listen up, sit back, ,(Shit, I'm on one)

V2:

I've seen video players get on tape/ imitate/ not like vimeo play does/ No, like blatant deepfake/ more like shaky portrayals/the way that Harlee ballet/ [is] emulated by Taylors/ knowin' it's hardly the same//// Are we the game?/ Why do harbingers play us?/ No se/ Yo, for real: God he already made us (came out aces)/ There isn't a blame to place on the thing that created us/ The enemy hated us since "off to the races"////

When a snifter was sipped last, a dim thought came quick/ gift and rescind/ Maps have been wrong/ game sick// Mister a-get-liquored-and-hit-bongs wasted/ Scissor-decision/ spitter for nickels/ winter mission/ Mistakes//// meant//// Spaghetti pimento confetti loaf/ over Eggs Ben/ Y'ardy know (they keep on forgetting it)// Got the most optical shard these folk have seen/ it's a statement/ Cop dope between larceny, arson-3, and abatement////

2ND HOOK:

Look at him go/ he's a madman; charmer/ Lady Luck's hot when the bastard farmers coulda let go hits the gas/ I'm honored/ Listen up, sit back (shit I'm on one)//// Woulda been "no" if the answer karma enabled me got them/ Rot then starts up/ Wouldn't you know/ Grim attack like contra/ Listen up, sit back, ,(Shit, I'm on one)

V3:

I've seen violence/ blood outside its natural environment/ Teen nihilist/ prime preoccupied for awhile then/ on the tile/ nubile/ true bile/ too mild/ you wile' when/ "Who died"'s filed behind libel, title, and silence//// Diet and exercise are required for the lion hunt/ attire for the final lunge/ guess who gets a quiet lunch?// Cthulhu would annihilate Leviathan/ high all day/ on the trial run/ Tighten nuts/ cut the wire to the viaducts////

When a pimp hand/ isn't as trained as the brain behind it/ simp fans will say, "Well That was always Bailey's style"//Shrimp scamp simmer an bake with aeoli on aisle 6/

Hard Af by Harlee Quinn

Harder Af by Harlee Quinn

They Fit by Harlee Quinn

Sayso (incomplete) by Harlee Quinn

Parties on the weekend/ thought we had a defense/promise,though, tomorrow I'll be in my room cleanin'/ Hadn't met Burns yet/ Only just Steven/ Varsity made me nervous/ wish that I could be them//// Unisex names on the grooviest of females/ Doing sex? Maybe; we didn't even do e-mail//Alex, Sam and Erin/ I would stammer and stare at/ the lips, tits and hair/These hormones almost impair a man

PRE-CHORUS:

Adolescent on a magic carpet ride

You can have it all, but first you have to try

CHORUS:

I woke up this morning

I was 34 years old

I know that I wasn't born to go the slow and easy road.

I seen the people grow who used to tease and degrade me

Maybe, definitely, they projected their hate seein'

a nobody up and go prosper

a stoner grow stronger

a grower not a show-er with a monster

just add water

the shaft gets longer

the package is a bomb

just ask my damn doctor////

V!:

Stressed to death/ and no sex to vent through/ obsession with revenge against my nemesis gets too/ intense to weather/ and then tension-sweats leaves me spent/ not to mention, it was never not all in my head////And entities I fed with pledges to sever the tendons connecting a ghost's tether to flesh-- it seems desperate// Maybe by the time I tick the last item on the checklist for "relentless" I'll be next to zen////

HOOK:

Ego death is something I yearn for

I met a sexy lady in the place we meditated to learn war

Evil left its lessons in burnt ore

I heed the message etched into a red street

Pleasure we turned towards...

BRIDGE:

I used to fly the truest pride/ tied around my pants/ Props to all the news and lies/ Now we hiding out in banks// Before you pledge to left or right, grab em' both (your balls)//This world's so cold it "polarized"/ Try a "shishcabal"////

Mystic moonlight/ Hell asked me, "When alive, do you see us when you tune in right with LSD-25?"/ I speak to evil on occasion/ but that don't make it innate/ What I receive will be a destination dictated by fate//// I commune with something holy/ and it knows me from the dark// "Too rich for my blood" does the toll be/ 'fore it comes, do I depart////I feed it ash, and what it feeds me back,metallic to the taste... Perhaps the chrome is in that mouth of mine, and I don't know my own face////

HOOK: There's a monster and I summon it just to fight it/

These lyrics are its sigil, and I'm careful when I recite it//

Static is a constant/ When I feel the charge, I retreat//

Sacred math on painted glass/ My tainted heart starts to seize////

V2:

I remember, on a cold Sabbath/ back when squares still had a cataleptic aspect-- instead, now they're monochromatic damn-near everywhere////mind your towers/ scrutinize the rubes in the oval office/ 1 and 1 makes something worse than 2/ and my music is a tool to stop it//// I'm a rescue Pyrenees/ chasing cars on an infinite loop to never// and unless you hearin' me make these bars/ I'm an agent of chaos you fail to comprehend////

HOOK

V3:

Distant seduction/ If I wrote of her checkered rooms, would you and me one day end up in an unfamiliar bed with the scent of deja vu--

And sex

And desperate doom...

Love askew becomes "Guns at noon"// Tension crept in and left a tune in my head, 10 seconds again on an endless loop//// What killed perception in bed with an icepick as it screamed?/ Soaked through the sheets, only in dreams, I'm cumming hard

and I'm coming back for the whole damn thing.

HOOK

Why do we lose to time/ Why do we choose to lie/ Why do we use to smile/ Why do we say "it's fine"// Why do always fight Why do we stay so fly/ Nobody got our style/why do we stay so tight//// Why are we up all night?// Why do we have to riot/ How many more will die/ why do we have to buy it/Why do I write these rhymes/ Why did I use to cry/ Why don't I ever try/ Why don't we have a child////

HOOK:

Baby, day is the night when it's bein' with you

I know you'll keep it quiet, and you know I will too

It's on, baby, go get your gun

We all alone for the end-times social tonight

Baby, brave are the frightened from the way that you move

You make me feel like a titan, so if I've been the fool

I'm sorry, Sweets, let me help dry those tears

And be my end-times baby tonight

Streets I tried to shy from/ even when I buy guns/ M&P and I'm done with the dirty third degree/ from a 33rd degree/ thinking he can surely buy some early-bird retirement dirty word for "peace"//// It's certain absurdity/ Am I perverted? Sure, but peep this/ I'm servin' squirters deep dick/ (The world perverted ME)// When assertive words are cheap shit/ curvature allured a teen version of me/ full of sperm/ 'bout to burst at the Seam...(en)////

Hook:

Spent a minute pinned under the weight of the world

Ain't trippin' over addiction; I'm fixated on girls

I can remember thinking "nothing turns me on but my ex"

She didn't want it; now an honor roll of only the best

THOTS and nymphos are wet, jottin' down all my info

I'm in! (Bet!)

Stone killers callin' me "Kin folk"

In bed, bad bitches like the danger for a minute

If I aim for, I can hit it (get it)

Never suppressed

V2: I'ma knock the bottom out if it's possible/ not the trim/ I mean the occupancy up at the hospital// Charlie Rock beat the odds and bonded out/ on account of a faulty prosecutor/ Dilaudid did cause him to nod sooner than not/ *Knock Knock* on the door/ NArcos and monsters accosted the Bob Costas of porn/ Scholar of lore/ I'm on the clock/ Constantly horny/ Like a rhinoceros doggy-fucking an obelisk/ obviously in mourning////

HOOK

V3:

"Steven, all you talk about is heroin and fucking"/ IF you believe that, you're the people I always think are up to something// I've been busy pulling missions/ full-committed to the streets/ To my surprise, they yield the kind of pussy good enough to eat//// Am I hood enough to beat a bitch?/ Only from the inside ;) / Abuse ain't how to treat a trick/ Give em' a mickey, THEN try--

KIDDING!!!!!

My bad/ thought as a people we grew/ You say you're sensitive to evil? I say, "Shit, well ME TOO"//// I didn't sit at home alone for a year/ cryin' each night/ being humiliated/ just to say "I'm great!" and be nice// We can't deny our biological systems/ investing in fantasies like how to seize "True love's kiss"

when Real shit is different from the movies and "meet-cute"s/ and *oops*/ if your ego needs soothing, no one can reach you// Ladies can hate me but I'ma say it: Relationships and attraction are a game/ you can get mad or you can play it////