Paranoah, King Gordy

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Paint It Black - Rap, Brutal Horrorcore

Paranoah, King Gordy

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[Verse 1: Paranoah] One day, my color faded Facial expressions stuck to pavement Neglected change—can't escape myself Amazed where angels fell and passed by my life, tied to conveyor belts A constant fuck-up, caught up in thoughts of suicide Googling the right method—bullet to the brain would be a light headache I never medicated—some say I should, but it's complicated Getting bombarded with constant condescending remarks Rathеr descend into darkness No Edison spark—this chеst has been heartless Back against the wall, pushing my knives deeper No sense in having friends at all—spine bleeding High ceilings and low floors Feeling like a blind man, nothing to show for Not knowing what I should go toward Full force—derailing, inhale smoke ∗deepsniff∗ And wait for the tailspin to exhale me [Chorus: Paranoah] This red door, I wanna paint it black Brush in my hand—let me show you what I mean now This red door, I wanna paint it black Brush in my hand—let me show you what I mean now This red door, I wanna paint it black Brush in my hand—let me show you what I mean now This red door, I wanna paint it black Brush in my hand—let me show you what I mean now No more [?] [?] I could not foresee this thing happening to you (to you) [Verse 2: King Gordy] Uh—since the sky blue (sky blue), I paint the wall black (wall black) And from an eye view (an eye view), it looks all sad (all sad) And what can I do (can I do?)—I ain't at all mad (nope) I'm gettin' high, dude (yup)—now catch a contact My life is fine-tuned (fine-tuned) But still falls flat It's like high noon (high noon) and I'm off all gas (all gas) See, you should die soon (die soon)—put in the long casket When I find you, it's gotta be all bad Must I remind you I keep a long strap? I will confine you inside a hard trap And in your mind, you think you are all that Until I blind you, make your eyeballs crack And I'm a high dude with a baseball bat I wasn't trying to—I needed to fall back See, I was lying too—I am not at all sad 'Cause when you're dealing with a motherfuckin' psychopath All you do is motherfuckin' laugh—hahahaha LORD VADER

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Credits

Writers
  • Paranoah
  • King Gordy