Paranoid
We don't start shit
Pussy wanna throw fists
Imma run away, then imma come back with a blade, bitch
Pussy wanna start shit
I don't wanna throw fists
Imma find your stay and imma take your fucking life, bitch
There's too much pressure on my brain so imma self destruct
I'm fucking lethal, what's my name? I hear you calling up
I'm paranoid, feel annoyed, stop the talking
I'm paranoid, empty void, stop the talking
Keep pushing buttons 'til I summon for an evil prick
His motive's clear: destroy, cause fear and leave you panicking
I'm warning you, stop pushing buttons 'cos there's no remorse
Now you done did it, here he is, you selfish fucking cunt
I try to keep myself composed and act a bigger guy
The truth is, i'm a bitter fucker and my patience thin
Your figure's big, my blade is bigger, imma take and sin
Now there's no stopping, on a frenzy, feel me dig it in
You don't wanna see your bros in a coffin
You don't wanna hear "yo' homie's dead"
You don't wanna send yo' mom to the office - 'cos the coroners got to prep
Keep pushin' me until I switch and imma lose control
Keep pushin' me, i'll dig a ditch and throw you in the hole
Kickin' in the South, yeah, we bringin' death about
Shut yo' motherfucking mouth, we leave you hanging in a realm
Run the damage, no advantage
Imma pull up, make you vanish
Visionary, bitch I see my vision vary
Slaughter sheep with no remorse
Summon for an evil force
I don't need no double 4
I got my knife, I keep it raw
Don't come too close, i'm paranoid
Pussy wanna throw fists
Imma run away, then imma come back with a blade, bitch
Pussy wanna start shit
I don't wanna throw fists
Imma find your stay and imma take your fucking life, bitch
There's too much pressure on my brain so imma self destruct
I'm fucking lethal, what's my name? I hear you calling up
I'm paranoid, feel annoyed, stop the talking
I'm paranoid, empty void, stop the talking
Keep pushing buttons 'til I summon for an evil prick
His motive's clear: destroy, cause fear and leave you panicking
I'm warning you, stop pushing buttons 'cos there's no remorse
Now you done did it, here he is, you selfish fucking cunt
I try to keep myself composed and act a bigger guy
The truth is, i'm a bitter fucker and my patience thin
Your figure's big, my blade is bigger, imma take and sin
Now there's no stopping, on a frenzy, feel me dig it in
You don't wanna see your bros in a coffin
You don't wanna hear "yo' homie's dead"
You don't wanna send yo' mom to the office - 'cos the coroners got to prep
Keep pushin' me until I switch and imma lose control
Keep pushin' me, i'll dig a ditch and throw you in the hole
Kickin' in the South, yeah, we bringin' death about
Shut yo' motherfucking mouth, we leave you hanging in a realm
Run the damage, no advantage
Imma pull up, make you vanish
Visionary, bitch I see my vision vary
Slaughter sheep with no remorse
Summon for an evil force
I don't need no double 4
I got my knife, I keep it raw
Don't come too close, i'm paranoid
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Writer(s): Elliot Taylor
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