Third Eye
Do something but you probably get the wrong take
Noose on me, bet you know what it cost me
I got my third eye open
My prediction, you'll be swimming in coffins
You're never gonna see what's in my pockets
More bodies on the floor that's a problem
This devilish smile is my calling
'Bout to rein on hell's parade the bridge is falling
It's so appalling
That so many people hit the floor
The bodies fillin up the drawers man
How do we solve it
We shoot the government
Ship and fly up under 'em
Bitch your bridal moment
Ain't the reason I'm dyin alone
It's the missile flying up over my home
I'm bout to be Dynamo
Cause in the blink of an eye
We'll disappear and divide at the nose
You wanna be living in Wonderland
Wallow in trees and apologies
Never appose
We're lending money over seas
We printing money over trees
The whole departments on it's knees
Not knowing noone owns any parts
Of all these things
We're just existing in an instance
But it's hard when only greed will get you far
In any business
And the difference in the path you take
You're either gonna star
Or be a victim to the starvation
And Superman is just a fiction
For this situation
Do something but you probably get the wrong take
Noose on me, bet you know what it cost me
I got my third eye open
My prediction, you'll be swimming in coffins
You're never gonna see what's in my pockets
More bodies on the floor that's a problem
This devilish smile is my calling
'Bout to rein on hell's parade the bridge is falling
The streets are paved with every seasoning of hate
Ayo I need to get away
But something keeps me in my place
Just like the screen before a play
Your team are on at eight
And so to be is what you make
Don't feel like me I could be fake
Identity crisis
In a time when whores complain about
The ketamine prices
Need a Tylenol
My fever's running wild
Sneakers just to sneak in at the speed of light
And beat up all the she-mans burning fetus'
From amphetamine highs
Dead on every level other than physical
Yeah man im fuckin' sick of burning out like a typical
Lit candle wick
Sucking terminal cancer sticks
Your vertical leap is more overturned when you slippin' into
An immiscible mixture with flix 'n' dicks in your pictures
You really need to step in the kitchen
And flick them switches
Cause listen
All them dishes transition
And make suspicious decisions
Then you get mixed up with chickens
And stuffed in Mission's Tortilla's
Ah
Who am I to say
Got a shit ton of anxiety
I need to hibernate
I'm so wired off the stress
I need my eyes replaced
They're so dilated
Could say they're 'dinner plated'
Cause my future's looking full
And I'm so hungry that my cooking has me dissipated
Now I'm on a mission to make it
But get your group
Retake the second shoot
Invest your deuce
Protect your two whole cents
But you're sweating cause you still don't wanna
Do something but you probably get the wrong take
Noose on me, bet you know what it cost me
I got my third eye open
My prediction, you'll be swimming in coffins
You're never gonna see what's in my pockets
More bodies on the floor that's a problem
This devilish smile is my calling
'Bout to rein on hell's parade the bridge is falling
Noose on me, bet you know what it cost me
I got my third eye open
My prediction, you'll be swimming in coffins
You're never gonna see what's in my pockets
More bodies on the floor that's a problem
This devilish smile is my calling
'Bout to rein on hell's parade the bridge is falling
It's so appalling
That so many people hit the floor
The bodies fillin up the drawers man
How do we solve it
We shoot the government
Ship and fly up under 'em
Bitch your bridal moment
Ain't the reason I'm dyin alone
It's the missile flying up over my home
I'm bout to be Dynamo
Cause in the blink of an eye
We'll disappear and divide at the nose
You wanna be living in Wonderland
Wallow in trees and apologies
Never appose
We're lending money over seas
We printing money over trees
The whole departments on it's knees
Not knowing noone owns any parts
Of all these things
We're just existing in an instance
But it's hard when only greed will get you far
In any business
And the difference in the path you take
You're either gonna star
Or be a victim to the starvation
And Superman is just a fiction
For this situation
Do something but you probably get the wrong take
Noose on me, bet you know what it cost me
I got my third eye open
My prediction, you'll be swimming in coffins
You're never gonna see what's in my pockets
More bodies on the floor that's a problem
This devilish smile is my calling
'Bout to rein on hell's parade the bridge is falling
The streets are paved with every seasoning of hate
Ayo I need to get away
But something keeps me in my place
Just like the screen before a play
Your team are on at eight
And so to be is what you make
Don't feel like me I could be fake
Identity crisis
In a time when whores complain about
The ketamine prices
Need a Tylenol
My fever's running wild
Sneakers just to sneak in at the speed of light
And beat up all the she-mans burning fetus'
From amphetamine highs
Dead on every level other than physical
Yeah man im fuckin' sick of burning out like a typical
Lit candle wick
Sucking terminal cancer sticks
Your vertical leap is more overturned when you slippin' into
An immiscible mixture with flix 'n' dicks in your pictures
You really need to step in the kitchen
And flick them switches
Cause listen
All them dishes transition
And make suspicious decisions
Then you get mixed up with chickens
And stuffed in Mission's Tortilla's
Ah
Who am I to say
Got a shit ton of anxiety
I need to hibernate
I'm so wired off the stress
I need my eyes replaced
They're so dilated
Could say they're 'dinner plated'
Cause my future's looking full
And I'm so hungry that my cooking has me dissipated
Now I'm on a mission to make it
But get your group
Retake the second shoot
Invest your deuce
Protect your two whole cents
But you're sweating cause you still don't wanna
Do something but you probably get the wrong take
Noose on me, bet you know what it cost me
I got my third eye open
My prediction, you'll be swimming in coffins
You're never gonna see what's in my pockets
More bodies on the floor that's a problem
This devilish smile is my calling
'Bout to rein on hell's parade the bridge is falling
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