Ignore It
She told me
Pick your poison
Mothafucka
I ignore it
Just like them old days
Me and paranoia
Said I write my own faith
Still
I'm anointed
Covered in my lies
My darlin'
Disappointed
Buildin' my throne
Ain't quite there
So I'm coming for your throat
Cover jugular
'Fore I cut watch your tone
Got a ski mask and I'm asking a lot
Stay stone cold like Baskin and Robbins
Poppin' my collar get to mackin' a lot
I been living in the underground
It's really so astounding
I been trying to numb it down
It's using all my powers
Said it right now
Comin around
Sound surround to 'em
Feelin my style
I got the power
Watch me mountain movin'
Eye to the ceiling
Mind is revealin'
Think that I'm peelin'
Shit
Fuck up my feelin's
Now I don't feel it
How do I deal with it
She told me
Pick your poison
Mothafucka
I ignore it
Just like them old days
Me and paranoia
Said I write my own faith
Still
I'm anointed
Covered in my lies
My darlin'
Disappointed
Missing all the signs
While she sighs
Decreasing replies
While
Increasing the time
In between 'em
Got me losing my mind just a little
Know it shouldn't
Know it shouldn't
Know it shouldn't though
My style is clean
Flow is dirty
What the hell you mean
Please stop flirtin'
Told you she's mine
Whatcha mean she's pretty
Course I know that
Mothafucka you a serpent
But I ignore it
Just like them old days
Me and paranoia
Said I write my own faith
Still
I'm anointed
Covered in my lies
My darlin'
Disappointed
Pick your poison
Mothafucka
I ignore it
Just like them old days
Me and paranoia
Said I write my own faith
Still
I'm anointed
Covered in my lies
My darlin'
Disappointed
Buildin' my throne
Ain't quite there
So I'm coming for your throat
Cover jugular
'Fore I cut watch your tone
Got a ski mask and I'm asking a lot
Stay stone cold like Baskin and Robbins
Poppin' my collar get to mackin' a lot
I been living in the underground
It's really so astounding
I been trying to numb it down
It's using all my powers
Said it right now
Comin around
Sound surround to 'em
Feelin my style
I got the power
Watch me mountain movin'
Eye to the ceiling
Mind is revealin'
Think that I'm peelin'
Shit
Fuck up my feelin's
Now I don't feel it
How do I deal with it
She told me
Pick your poison
Mothafucka
I ignore it
Just like them old days
Me and paranoia
Said I write my own faith
Still
I'm anointed
Covered in my lies
My darlin'
Disappointed
Missing all the signs
While she sighs
Decreasing replies
While
Increasing the time
In between 'em
Got me losing my mind just a little
Know it shouldn't
Know it shouldn't
Know it shouldn't though
My style is clean
Flow is dirty
What the hell you mean
Please stop flirtin'
Told you she's mine
Whatcha mean she's pretty
Course I know that
Mothafucka you a serpent
But I ignore it
Just like them old days
Me and paranoia
Said I write my own faith
Still
I'm anointed
Covered in my lies
My darlin'
Disappointed
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Writer(s): Luke Albertson
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