Bakemono (Monster), Pt. 2
First time you didn't really listen
You didn't really listen so Imma slow it down for you
You don't really care if I showed you all my mistakes
I feel the pressure in the air, I feel the pressure in the hate
Now it's too much for you to bear (yeah)
It's too much for you to take
I say too much to understand, I say too much for you to relate
And yes, I jot down all my plans
Don't want my future taking risks
But when I initiate the plan, I just end up getting pissed
'Cause every idea known to man already came up before this
So when I do this in the end
They already said that it exists
And you'd rather listen to 'em
Yeah, you'd rather show support
To a person whose interest is accommodating yours
So is my music entertainment or is it exponentially more
Is there value in my wisdom?
Is there value in my words?
Is the life that I've been living
Is it all just one big lie?
Do I need to feel more suffering to realize I can die?
Isn't this all what you thought?
Isn't this what I fought?
Ah, yeah
Bakemono you a monster
Bakemono you a monster
Bakemono you a monster
Bakemono you a monster
Clear my throat
Is a rope the answer to all the chokes
When you lose hope?—
Find a vote to validate to feel embraced
That's what normal people say
If it's bad, throw away then cut 'em off
Don't ever have to deal with it again?
Take it off, crop a top, never stop
Girl, they tryna fit in with the trend
Stop, stop, stop, stop
Stop, stop, stop, stop
I'm just being me, but by being myself I'm a blend of other things
You copying you base your personality off of Twitter things
You a thread, the way you thinning out the life and depth of things
The scenery is AI, but it's no longer Allen Iverson
Computer-generated fake IDs, but that's not your concern
I just know you're gonna steal my ideas and then say it's earned
We got personalities that's based on social media
You see all the casualties, you sympathize for all of 'em
But when it's time to change your crooked ways
You choose to dwell in 'em
Yeah, yeah I'm tired na
Tired of explaining
Is the life that I've been living all just one big lie?
Do I need to feel more suffering to realize I can die?
Isn't this all what you thought?
Isn't this what I fought?
Ah, yeah
Bakemono you a monster
Bakemono you a monster
Bakemono you a monster
Bakemono you a monster
You didn't really listen so Imma slow it down for you
You don't really care if I showed you all my mistakes
I feel the pressure in the air, I feel the pressure in the hate
Now it's too much for you to bear (yeah)
It's too much for you to take
I say too much to understand, I say too much for you to relate
And yes, I jot down all my plans
Don't want my future taking risks
But when I initiate the plan, I just end up getting pissed
'Cause every idea known to man already came up before this
So when I do this in the end
They already said that it exists
And you'd rather listen to 'em
Yeah, you'd rather show support
To a person whose interest is accommodating yours
So is my music entertainment or is it exponentially more
Is there value in my wisdom?
Is there value in my words?
Is the life that I've been living
Is it all just one big lie?
Do I need to feel more suffering to realize I can die?
Isn't this all what you thought?
Isn't this what I fought?
Ah, yeah
Bakemono you a monster
Bakemono you a monster
Bakemono you a monster
Bakemono you a monster
Clear my throat
Is a rope the answer to all the chokes
When you lose hope?—
Find a vote to validate to feel embraced
That's what normal people say
If it's bad, throw away then cut 'em off
Don't ever have to deal with it again?
Take it off, crop a top, never stop
Girl, they tryna fit in with the trend
Stop, stop, stop, stop
Stop, stop, stop, stop
I'm just being me, but by being myself I'm a blend of other things
You copying you base your personality off of Twitter things
You a thread, the way you thinning out the life and depth of things
The scenery is AI, but it's no longer Allen Iverson
Computer-generated fake IDs, but that's not your concern
I just know you're gonna steal my ideas and then say it's earned
We got personalities that's based on social media
You see all the casualties, you sympathize for all of 'em
But when it's time to change your crooked ways
You choose to dwell in 'em
Yeah, yeah I'm tired na
Tired of explaining
Is the life that I've been living all just one big lie?
Do I need to feel more suffering to realize I can die?
Isn't this all what you thought?
Isn't this what I fought?
Ah, yeah
Bakemono you a monster
Bakemono you a monster
Bakemono you a monster
Bakemono you a monster
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