The Symbiote

I need to get better, I can't weather this terror forever
What terror? Without me, you wouldn't have got better
You'd still be a fat slob that cannot get up
Nah get fucked

I usually used to be friendlier
What do you need friends for, Marz? It's fucked up
To spread love when they should be fed up
Coz they see death coming it not loving

I would have lost it without you
I used to know my cost, now I know not my value
I wish I didn't cop elbows
Shaking my brain like outposts

They're saying everything's alright
You think they don't got foresight
You don't need four eyes to see what's gonna cause you to die
Do you want to be able to afford a Porsche for your daily drive

And of course, a whole golf course in the place you reside
Then you need to stay mine
Dude, I refuse, I don't want to be anything like you
But let's face it, ever since Venom invaded your cranium

You've been very creative, I basically gave you a facelift
But I hate this, if the pain quits, maybe I could take it
I've made the pain to make you win
I paved the way and erased your sins

The mistakes you've made, I've berated away
Anyone that thinks they may help
I've barricaded myself in a place in your brain
There's no way you can change it, 8 Fuck

I say no, you even changed my name
In the process, I don't have the patience to ghost my own head
But I do have a bladed edge
And I know it makes loads of sense

To break my neck so your host is dead
Don't you dare, I can make you float on air
And if I choose death, what's your play? Go to the feds
Just remember I give invented ya, I'm here forever

You'll never get rid of me, case closed
Paste the note, take it home, embrace the dome
Your brain I've made my own
It's time that I finally take my throne

But you've made me alienate my family
How can I stand on stage without their standing ovation
If you want to be nominated to be the greatest
You need to be in the conversation

Don't be conversatin' with no hopers
who are broke and basic and are content when they get their pay-slip
Nah, take it back, don't be sayin' that
They've been taken a back by the way that I act

You'll get no praise for that
I can't erase my fam, but they've started to state I'm mad
Cause of you, I've lost the truth
Cost my roots, I'm the boss of you

The boss of me? Honestly, you need to stop the weed
This is not a comedy, look where I got you to
Would have you got here without me
Probably, I do not believe

I'm not a disease, I'm the God that you need
I don't want what you're seek, I just wanna be me
With no panic attacks and go back to JB
see you're crazy, geez, you must be as insane as me

Don't you want the fame and fortune
And get paid more and never be poor again
be able to afford to spend at
Every store you went, and have four whores in bed

Who just want intercourse and of course
To give your head, lettin' you explore their chests
You can't even afford rent
I would, but I can't work

I could if you left and went to another person
I'm sick of seein' my mother and father hurt
This is Gaza turf, my heart is starting to burst
I've got a gun to my person

You're a fuckin' serpent
I'm done, I didn't deserve this
Finger on the trigger, rework this
I'm out Earth, peace



Credits
Writer(s): Marlon Bereux
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