ICARUS (feat. Stonecold Bastard)
Dancing with the devil I could mimic his style
Corroding in the ash tray mimicking smiles
Never ran for nothing I'm not in it for miles
Sticking to a script's like being stuck in denial
If I keep talking to you I'd be wasting my time
Wrote some new lines while you were stuck in that snow
All that powder corny please clean up your nose
If I ever drop a body let you know what I toast
News flash baby drive me back to the coast
Two Six zero I see no hero
Stop talking I hear no dinero
My money black out dinero
Mind muddy, black out, dinero
Mind muddy, black out, dinero
I'm not evil I'm just getting by
Allegedly I need my piece of pie
The bank stole more than me how could you crucify
The stench of hundred dollar bills makes me come alive
Capitalistic world made me capitalize
And catapult into the stratosphere legitimized
Enterprise, scale it to the bigger size
Widened eyes
This doesn't come as surprise
Does that suffice
No I need that plus twice
Once that divides make sure that you pick sides
No pacifistic rebuttal I make a shift tide
That's how this ship rides
Sail smooth while competition drown in riptides
I hit a Dougie in her DM then I slip slide
I look forward to per diem's five digit kind
Until that's what I'm seeing I'll tear power lines
Tear down the colosseum
Terrorist mastermind
Professional or asinine
I can't even tell the difference
All these fuckers pantomime
Beat around the bush while my bloody hands climb the vine
By no means I'm divine
But I'm really God like
Corroding in the ash tray mimicking smiles
Never ran for nothing I'm not in it for miles
Sticking to a script's like being stuck in denial
If I keep talking to you I'd be wasting my time
Wrote some new lines while you were stuck in that snow
All that powder corny please clean up your nose
If I ever drop a body let you know what I toast
News flash baby drive me back to the coast
Two Six zero I see no hero
Stop talking I hear no dinero
My money black out dinero
Mind muddy, black out, dinero
Mind muddy, black out, dinero
I'm not evil I'm just getting by
Allegedly I need my piece of pie
The bank stole more than me how could you crucify
The stench of hundred dollar bills makes me come alive
Capitalistic world made me capitalize
And catapult into the stratosphere legitimized
Enterprise, scale it to the bigger size
Widened eyes
This doesn't come as surprise
Does that suffice
No I need that plus twice
Once that divides make sure that you pick sides
No pacifistic rebuttal I make a shift tide
That's how this ship rides
Sail smooth while competition drown in riptides
I hit a Dougie in her DM then I slip slide
I look forward to per diem's five digit kind
Until that's what I'm seeing I'll tear power lines
Tear down the colosseum
Terrorist mastermind
Professional or asinine
I can't even tell the difference
All these fuckers pantomime
Beat around the bush while my bloody hands climb the vine
By no means I'm divine
But I'm really God like
Credits
Writer(s): Gustav Andersson
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