Face (FLANCH remix)

Lyrics

[Intro] Fuck shit up bitch break your f-- [Verse 1: FLANCH] Gentle breeze My energy perceives what I believe To be omnipotency Never stopping to pee Steady watching to see Where these debacles lead Colossal costs of the free [Apostle in peace ?] Worry not, enemies Will still get chopped at the knees With an impossible ease I bottle problems to brinks Topple columns and beams And body cops with debris And then scream, "Call the police" So please stop with the pleas Cease all of the [degrees ?] [?] And B's bopping the C's And D's dropping the D batteries Blocking their need to see Possible things Follow audible screams (Seems logical) Police swallow these, dropping [the fiend ?] See unstoppable beats Father these [?] seeds as we... [Hook: Daveed Diggs] Fuck shit up bitch break your [Verse 2: Daveed Diggs] Tree hugging the wall Ass bitches fuck with a baller Hard as a wrecking ball Crush your walls and fuck up your karma Honor roll on your daughter Leave a puddle of water That's hot as your son's man Tell him not to step on the daughters Melodica minus the mellows Dick with a A suck it No K but this shit's busting No spray on a bitch cousin Don't play when an itch coming Just pray for the kiss of cunnilingus And the gun barrel he ain't gonna be missed there Just tell him to fuck shit up [Verse 3: FLANCH] Brought to the tomb and sent to the womb More deadly than a stick with a boom A clip and a zoom Known to drop my pants down with a zip and assume I always got the biggest dick in the room Phony reality Live in a fallacy Had to be low on batteries Demons are running after me Screaming and I'm imagining Wonderin' what is happening My perception is blackening It's all maddening Yearnin' for quality Running so audibly Churnin' through the cacophony So it is probably Turnin' away the modest Returning the body [?] Learnin' through the lobotomy [?] through the ferocity Murder all of the colonies Prodigies and the progeny Burnin' for earnin' eternal furnace [?] What do you have to offer me? [Outro: Daveed Diggs] Tired of the throne, the heem, the belly, the lean The Louie, the crown, the sound the scene The cut, trying to cut Liking cut, welcome the cut Look at me they cut from the neck and exposing the guts So get in there shit, let them bitch if you ready to Fuck shit up bitch I don't know what the fuck he's talking about... Hey... hey you see that shit what he did...