BLUEPRINTS FOR IDOL GENOCIDE

You are a swelling god of no purpose

Impregnating itself to birth more

You can say what you want

There's no difference

Chew your teeth and swim in shit

From the losers' circle

I won't pretend to know you

Won't see me glaze

Won't ever say that I knew when they speak your name

From the losers' circle

Loser's circle

No remorse for beating a dead horse

Twenty-four frames is all it takes

For me to set your shit straight

Writhe in the corner while I slaughter and you're left to suffer

What the fuck are you on about?

Chasing clout, fake praise falling out of your mouth

What?

I don't even try, you are not that guy

Looks like

Watch your spot explode, now they will behold

You're up

Post in black and white while you're downing lines

Shit's creek

I know all your kind, you cannot deny

Fake fuck

Fake fuck

Brain rot, headshot

Clamoring and breathless while you

Clutching the hole in your chest while I'm displaying ultimate violence

Eternal torment, you'll suffer in silence

There's no duckin' out, I know the smell of a future dropout

Don't look down below

You'll start to choke as you swallow

Psych

But now you'll pray to me when I walk in the room

Now you'll pray to me when I walk in the room

Looks like you're up shit's creek

You "where's my hug?" looking motherfucker

Looks like you're up shit's creek

They should've left you in the rubber

You can say what you want

There's no difference

Chew your teeth and swim in shit

From the losers' circle

I won't pretend to know you

Won't see me glaze

Won't ever say that I knew

When they speak your name

From the losers' circle

Losers' circle