lirik lagu epiphanatic - nominal
[hook]
count down, t-minus ten
we might as well
have been bleeding from pens
seedy as f-ck;
yet, still needing a friend
i’m feeding him tens
but he’s greedy again
(“go!”)
[verse one]
i am left to my own device
might zone out alone
but it won’t suffice
i got a no-good mindset
but kinda nice
no time for the rats
so i’m blind as mice
go, find a way
hide the ray gun
work all night
after half the day done
after daybreak
i make them wake, son
we wake up right
in the micro-tape run
type-o, “take: one” negative
i’m not that program, no ram
so outlandish, so candid
and it can’t last
can it go bad, as toe jam
c0ke can
stacked with the punch
add up racks
and i’m packin’ a lunch
rap wit’ a bunch
of them bad-boy punks
with bats in the trunk
get back when they drunk
pop gats, hit a blunt
calculate, comprehend
reconfigure, then do we amend?
if he can end it
what do we defend?
are we the weaker force
in a leader’s pen?
probably not
so get molly-whopped
pollen drops, on hot poly shots
got body cams on all the cops
but that might stop
when the shotty c-cks
[hook]
count down, t-minus ten
we might as well
have been bleeding from pens
seedy as f-ck;
yet, still needing a friend
i’m feeding him tens
but he’s greedy again
[verse two]
stop with the sh-t, yo
never really had it all
better in the booth
when i shoot off a cannonball
hand to the rack, back up
not now, my main man strapped
with the black bomb animal
panama, blast cap, ascap tax
and the flax seed seem
so packed up flat
that i feed myself
what i need, no fat
and i bleed that ink
when i think we at
where they wanna be
but it seem so dark
that it dawned to me
i got on the beat
and let the b-tch go, ride
if she wanna sleep
you can yawn in peace
i’ll be gone in weeks
got my mind on the fact
if the matter isn’t monetary
on a very different
vein of purpose
if the honor varies
i’m not very fortunate
yet i got a bone to bury
bet i’m up to bangin’ beats
daddy never wanna marry
(“shut the f-ck up and go record some music, d-mn”)
[hook]
count down, t-minus ten
we might as well
have been bleeding from pens
seedy as f-ck;
yet, still needing a friend
i’m feeding him tens
but he’s greedy again
(“woah”)
[verse three]
without a doubt
nope, count me out
how about we mount up
the route is loud
lay down the life you led
know the weapon
might sever heads
at my own discretion
i’ve shown the statement
stays stapled here
spoke the peace
and if i made it clear;
maybe that a sign
to make room for more, dog
the warlord bored
with the border warthog
wow!
what a waste of resource
the weak won’t make it
through the heat, elite force
delete the data
don’t eat a three-course
meal that appeal
to the feel, of remorse
the greatest vulture
that rapist culture
got a finger on the pulse
the repulsive ulcer
don’t fit the mold
nor k!ll the altar boy
lord of, what?
more gold to fill the void
(sound of coins, laughter fading)
[bill o’reilly: “f-ckin’ thing sucks!”]
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