(Ahh..aahh..aah..aaahhh..)
A Horrorcore observant junkie
Studying the news at night
Downward spiral in sporadic Fascist -propaganda like
-Cut it raw as analog master it
To the acetate
It’s Harder drinking life with no chaser
Fighting to stay awake
— (..what the hell is that?)
(Let’s go)
I feel it in my guts I feel it in my bones,it’s worthless
All this useless informations’
-Drained my mind in all it’s curses
Posing fancy, like it’s cursive, doing curtsy’s
For politeness
I’m as spiteful now as ever at thoughts of higher prices
Got damn
What you really got?
What you wanna know?
Will it ever stop?
Maybe, never, No
Dollar to a dime
Tryna sell a show
Make another rhyme
Flip another flow