Bogie

I don't like the way you talk to me
Fuck outta' my way you mortal weakling (all that noise)
Babble's like a free lobotomy
Talking so much shit bet you don't mind losing teeth (losing teeth)
Started with a rap (with a rap, shh quiet)
There's a mastermind at work don't interact
All the stars align when you wear the bogie mask
I be feeling myself, bitch, I fuck with myself, that's a fact

Young spirit rocking Balenci' jacket, the shape C
Shakespeare the way the lyrical deeper than REM sleep
Cut sleeves, faux sheep sheers grace of a frolicking deer
I fuck on a promising dear she can feel the pain I endure
Too much barking, all the shit that you steer is over my head
Don't get nеar, I can smell it from here еverything you spread
Little Xerox, army of clones (copy of a man)

Spit on your scene, oh I thought it couldn't get any better
Another fiend I've relied on like a blinded savior
Now peep the freak, how he handles like a drunken sailor
Ain't allowed to breathe in that world that's gonna fuck you over
Bitch-bitch I didn't change, just y'all never really changed enough
Never stay the same all I did it through the rough
It's that raw thang, visions reminiscent of a snuff
Embody the juice that tweaks the brain like The Stuff, yo

Couple of knives in the back, I got tired
Couple of knives in the back, I got tired
If there's a god, then your god is a liar
I'm running in reverse
I'm sleeping through all my alarms
I can't see clear, I'm born cursed (shock advised)
Born cursed

I don't like the way you talk to me (born cursed)
Fuck outta my way you mortal weakling (born cursed)
Babble's like a free lobotomy
Talking so much shit bet you don't mind losing teeth
Started with a rap (ye, shh quiet)
There's a mastermind at work don't interact
All the stars align when you wear the bogie mask
I be feeling myself, bitch, I fuck with myself, that's a fact



Credits
Writer(s): Tristan Lafleur-sabourin
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