Another Spooky Beat

Lyrics

Yuh Maybe I just wanna Get some shit off my chest Maybe I just wanna try to feel something Not so Not so angry man like Like who even fuckin knows Shit (Why are you so angry) Uhh From the pain that the grief could swallow Couldn't breathe Cause my brain couldn't leak till my top broke Freak type of macho Scream with my eyes closed Demons in my hands For the sake of that snot nose But this that mild boys anthem Was feeling sick and now I'm pissing out a tantrum Scandalous with the hands rightfully Right hand boutta act spitefully Watch the time piece Tick tick Still it never seem to grip These gorillas on my limp dick Little do they know a fucking big fish When they meet one Get my fix with my kingpins Hit a lick then I'm off to the brink Cuff my nuts cause they taught me to sing But he flaunt getting lost in the green Off white in your ears disagree In your brain with the seeds Shouldn't take it from me Game is baked for a week straight Only peep game when he need cake Family tree boutta meet fate For the rest Ima need mace That's my free therapy he a cheapskate That's my free therapy plus a three way Shit maybe not yet but a motherfucker praying I bring this bitch to her knees so please stop playing Uh Yuh Maybe I just wanna Get some shit off my chest Maybe I just wanna try to feel something Not so Not so angry man like Like who even fuckin knows Shit (Why are you so angry) Uh Reach to the back of my throat for the conscience Grease in the back of her throat from a godsend Freeze in the bag now I pray I can stop it Modest Brakes in your teeth not my problem We moshing to Gotham Crooks with the posse I'm batman and robin You can't feel the top when the top off the noggin Shot after shot turn the game to a prophet Brain into wallet She taste on my cockpit Gridlock pitstops Freedom into knowledge Beat the beat Till the people feel dishonored Make my ego feel improper You'd think the hertz was dishonest You'd think the work was the problem You'd be the first to the guala Guess we all run outta options