Tweak

Lyrics
[Intro: lonemoon] Hello, friend. Thank you for listening to Visceral's new beat tape, "The Rare Path." Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and listen Heh, now I'm feelin' like a dead tweak [Verse 1: lonemoon] That's my problem with rapping all of these columns of lines I'll never stop, I'm trying, they steady calling me a deadbeat But they never met me Say they tryna test me But they could never best me Don't know who my friends be More than just some kids on the ten speed Psychedelics telling me my brain is going dead weak Hey, now I'm feeling like a dead tweak Heh, now I'm feeling like a dead And I don't need to swear like I do I know I'm real as shit, keep your prayers on the moon, aye Keep my eyes on the 12 Pigs gunning down, put a nigga in a cell Yeah, send my black ass to hell White kids tweet away the life, huh… oh well, aye [Bridge] Heh, now I'm feelin' like a dead tweak Hey, now I'm feelin' like a dead tweak Heh, now I'm feelin' like a dead tweak Hey, now I'm feelin' like a dead [Verse 2: lonemoon] Yeah, and I'm feeling like an animal Never trustin anyone, I take up a sabbatical Never popped a xan, and I never popped an Adderall I know I'd be barred if they locked me up, I had it all Yeah, hey, hey
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- Vhsceral