PIRATE RADIO

Lyrics

[Intro] (Psychosemantic, blowin out your brain) (Psychosemantic, blowin out your brain) (Psychosemantic, blowin out your brain) (Psychosemantic, blowin out your brain) [Verse] My life on pirate radio You stand outside my stadium One step outside your cranium Mind been burnt by blue check mania Your ping pong brain been noided Dog Nazi flutes been voided You bite my flesh in protest You know my blood's anointed Deep pools of mass hysteria Front flips, mental contusions Toupée'd totalitarians I call them fuckin' losers These grifters grease their palms now My hands just sweat and malice I bang the gong with hammer Blood fingers grip their chalice [Chorus] (Psychosemantic, blowin out your brain) (Psychosemantic, blowin out your brain) (Psychosemantic, blowin out your brain) (Psychosemantic, blowin out your brain) [Verse 2] Elon's a fuckin' weirdo Who gavе these incels moolah? Spit out your thrеats and slurs, kid I'll show you something crueler I'll show you something nasty Inward and deep reflection These polis closer to a graveyard than a fuckin' pension I pay too much attention My wallet skin and bones yo How much verification To show you're a fuckin' bozo Your senate's brands and logos Flooded with cheap abusers I ain't scared, I've been digging this grave for decades, I can't wait to use it [Chorus] (Psychosemantic, blowin out your brain) (Psychosemantic, blowin out your brain) (Psychosemantic, blowin out your brain) (Psychosemantic, blowin out your brain) (Psychosemantic, blowin out your brain) (Psychosemantic, blowin out your brain) (Psychosemantic, blowin out your brain) (Psychosemantic, blowin out your brain) [Bridge] (Hate, greed, paranoia) (The worldwide scourge) [Verse 3] Aye Money cannot save you from the ditch, my nigga No point tryna die rich, my nigga Touch grass, stay off Twitch, my nigga Lay low or I'll show you stitch, my nigga In the UK smoking packs of an inbred racist Fuck the king, you know my basis ARIAs like Stark, I'm here, I'm there I'm the man with a million faces My tongue on fire, I'm tasteless Got white tears in my vases Devil get behind me These Kanye fans fucking up my homeostasis CRT in the middle of the function Got hootzpa, boy got gumption You down, I'm down, cold war crash out Mutually assured destruction [Chorus] (Psychosemantic, blowin out your brain) (Psychosemantic, blowin out your brain) (Psychosemantic, blowin out your brain) (Psychosemantic, blowin out your brain) (Psychosemantic, blowin out your brain) (Psychosemantic, blowin out your brain) (Psychosemantic, blowin out your brain) (Psychosemantic, blowin out your brain)