I’m tired of this fucking beat, but I guess I gotta get this wrote
Mr Noose When Given Just An Inch Of Rope
They acting like they didn’t know, I’m acting like I never learned a thing I never bothered much with that, I couldn’t breathe
Neat
We ain't keep in touch although it all ain’t what it seems
Drunkest me, your uncle T, I’m clawing at the seams
Crawling through the window. got a broad I brought with me
I’m here to drink and reference older memes
Okay
Caught between a tale of redemption, and abandon my friendships I moved away to think up a ending
The coolest dude to ever depression
I bring the illness, cats be like, “That’s ill shit and very impressive”
I know it
My sole opponent, my own emotions
In a moment, all insults are true and compliments are bogus
Put to vote, you bring the garbage bars and hauled in halitosis
I brought this here:
paper plates and sodas
Better make your quota
Paper plates and sodas
You can’t be disappointing if you ain’t been being noticed
Watch my left hand while my right is busy writing something bogus I over promise nothing and bring paper plates and sodas
Got upset, got involved
The goal this year to think of something nice to say or not at all And maybe hit the gym
Eighty six the fifth, hades fit to spin
Spun the leaf, spun off benzedrex, you never get the spins
You sommamabitches, I’m getting bent with some of my bitches I’m superstitious, throwing salt on ladders and kittens
Back in the district, out in the open, walk like Addikt and incense Cool and calm I handle business, like Atticus Finch is
It’s not about the follow through
When every question’s met with, “Who you talking to?”
My attitude is horrible, it’s terrible
It’s practically unbearable, but the parables I tell is incomparable Big fish eat little fish, rattlesnakes, fiddlesticks
Knees are bad, couldn’t make the pilgrimage
Bigger age but little bitch
Bitter pill to take, I called her sugar tits
I’m logged in on her boyfriend Hulu as I sit and kill this shit