REST UPON REASON

Aint no drilla'
Aint no billa'
Just a figure
Doing up London
Yeah I'm finna
Know I'm the winner
Run it back from last year
Feeling like a worthless sinner
Punkboy Dracula 2.0 with the flow
And the dirt from the grunge
Fit so cold but I roll on my ones
Bow down don't play bowling
Hit up home run

Electrifying
You're terrifying
The way your eyes gaze
Upon my life is
A blessing
Cover up with the dressings
Cover up with obsessions
And weaknesses
And sequences
Like secretly secreting tears
They're blinding me
They're blinding me
They're blinding me
How on Earth
Did they find me?
I'm violently asking for fame

I'm an artist yeah, yeah
There's a lot about me that you don't know
So stop wiling
Keep your mouth closed
And keep it moving
I don't wanna hear it
I'm an artist yeah, yeah
And last year nobody knew me
Still aint blown up
But look how far I've come on my own
How'd you people know me?

Aint no drilla'
Aint no billa'
Just a figure
Doing up London
Yeah I'm finna
Know I'm the winner
Run it back from last year
Feeling like a worthless sinner
Punkboy Dracula 2.0 with the flow
And the dirt from the grunge
Fit so cold but I roll on my ones
Bow down don't play bowling
Hit up home run

Look at me
Nah fuck off
I'ma keep going
Aint got shit to lose
In this abysmal truth
I let the fists talk

Electrifying
You're terrifying
The way your eyes gaze
Upon my life is
A blessing
Cover up with the dressings
Cover up with obsessions
And weaknesses
And sequences
Like secretly secreting tears
They're blinding me
They're blinding me
They're blinding me
How on Earth
Did they find me?
They're blinding me
They're blinding me

Aint no drilla'
Aint no billa'
Just a figure
Doing up London
Yeah I'm finna
Know I'm the winner
Run it back from last year
Feeling like a worthless sinner
Punkboy Dracula 2.0 with the flow
And the dirt from the grunge
Fit so cold but I roll on my ones
Bow down don't play bowling
Hit up home run



Credits
Writer(s): Scott O'donoghue
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