Goat
Where's all my alcohol gone?
What the fuck has happened to me?
Horns in my head like goats
But I'm a dog with a white nose
Get what I want like Joe
Cuz' I been putting in my heart and soul
Swear I'm too cold, I forgot my coat, like dead bodies I go ghost
Fuckin' with different slags for every night call it different strokes
Like what do you mean
I make paper boy I don't smoke on trees
Joker like Joaquin
I'm a bad actor the way I fuck up the scene
Like what do you mean
Fuck the system, ejaculate on machines
Drugs in my system, plenty of alcohol running through my bloodstream
Like all guns blazing
No pussyfooting I'm brazen
Say what I want and I do what I want
now I got grace saying I'm amazing
No masquerading
Don't know who's face I was saving
Got too many rounds for your head but
it's over your head top I'm aiming
Whale of a time when the moon comes out
Still no sleep, there's no sheep to count
Pounds to make and make faces frown
Gotta' do my rounds and claim my crown
Feel so alive when the sun goes down
Souls never been found so I might just drown
Can't throw in the towel right now
Cuz' I got no doubts
Why I move so foul?
I'm fucking good
I-I'm good (what what's that say it aga- ah shit)
Say that again?
Gang (Oi-oi)
Gang business ya' get me?
Ya' Shmell' me?
What the fuck has happened to me?
Horns in my head like goats
But I'm a dog with a white nose
Get what I want like Joe
Cuz' I been putting in my heart and soul
Swear I'm too cold, I forgot my coat, like dead bodies I go ghost
Fuckin' with different slags for every night call it different strokes
Like what do you mean
I make paper boy I don't smoke on trees
Joker like Joaquin
I'm a bad actor the way I fuck up the scene
Like what do you mean
Fuck the system, ejaculate on machines
Drugs in my system, plenty of alcohol running through my bloodstream
Like all guns blazing
No pussyfooting I'm brazen
Say what I want and I do what I want
now I got grace saying I'm amazing
No masquerading
Don't know who's face I was saving
Got too many rounds for your head but
it's over your head top I'm aiming
Whale of a time when the moon comes out
Still no sleep, there's no sheep to count
Pounds to make and make faces frown
Gotta' do my rounds and claim my crown
Feel so alive when the sun goes down
Souls never been found so I might just drown
Can't throw in the towel right now
Cuz' I got no doubts
Why I move so foul?
I'm fucking good
I-I'm good (what what's that say it aga- ah shit)
Say that again?
Gang (Oi-oi)
Gang business ya' get me?
Ya' Shmell' me?
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Writer(s): Elijah Johnson
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