I bell your Mum up

Tell her to smack your bum up

And shut the fuck up

Stuck the landing wonky and forgot to rhyme

My scheme's obtuse and out of time

Little of what I say makes sense at the best of times

I only show what I want to shine

So those that clock the shock factory

Track to make it fine

6 figure stick prick snatcher waste of time

Sell it for a dime sit back and sip a gin with lime

I feel possessed

By the spirits of this world

To hurl the issues I address

Press till it sticks next

My adhesive flow

Only tested by my over zealous though process

Yes

I'm up next in this bitch ass stick up of a sesh

Known as life and death

My last breath's what I'm hear for

Quest for the rest

No rest till I wrestle what I want from the near forth

I agree with the lord

The lord

All working together

All working together

Say yeah

I agree with the lord

The lord

All working together

All working together

Sing sing

I'm ripping the ball out the tip of the pen and sampling the sound

Bending it back around

Looping unbound found my new leash and proud

Beast pound my chest till the red ink's fresh

And dip my finger in the pool to spell out the rest

So now you know that I flow with heart and spit with chest

Revel in dark mad pits of self interest

So when the words emerge and I interject

With spurts and specs of my life learnt intellect

Or beg to differ from your MO

No

I don't give a shit

Hello from bellow

It's nice hear make your high horse mellow

Come take a break stake to make a for turn fellow. I'm a

True believer in the game if they see you playing

Oh shit I said it again, not ripping the bong or sipping it straight

So why am I still fucking up?

I switched lanes to shift the pain but the same shit bubbles up

Oh my fucking god

I agree with the lord

The lord

All working together

All working together

Say yeah

I agree with the lord

The lord

All working together

All working together

together sing sing

Sing

Sing together

together sing sing

Yeah

Sing sing

Driving now fiver hours straight but the feeling don't dissipate

Face fate but can't cope I anticipate high things to crash down

And things once profound

Participate in dissipating out to smashing sounds

The ball don't keep rolling

I hit the ground and found

Nothing controlling me but me I see through the deepest depths

Disgraced by the key points I know rule the rest

Free we the people

Phones are lethal

New steeple for the fallen men and evil

I peep peeps revealing in the faecal state of the world

Exploiting what they can from target ads

Furled information pads

A book on you

Shifted to the highest bidder every word is true

And everybody knew but no one cared

It's easier to melt into your screen than face the stares