burning rubble
[kill ebola]
Give me back what you take
Give me back what you take
Give me back what you take
Give me back what you take
That bitch ain't unique I could name a couple
Dyed hair puppy stair od over be a couple
You too fucking loud I'm looking for the subtle
You the enemy I'm seeing burning bridges building rubble
Every other ball is where u fucking mumble loosely fumble go ahead and make it off your pussy stubble
Finding peace in bubble seeing double then she claiming creepy when I'm gentle being and just trynna cuddle
Wish somebody who ain't cheesy see me
All the same out the lames and you the vp
Why its always issues with the daddy and your wrist is full of lashings insecure and always asking dumb annoying voice interrogating
Degenerating generation infiltrating
Screen and brain stem hate them
Wanna shove a knife in your face bitch
Then put it in your ass like you ain't shit
[Dytenna]
Andy, what a line
Sever the ties that bring the rise of scorn in the eye
The thinning time is slipping away and we can't confine
Our kind to monotonous 9 to 5 jobs
Burning the rubble inside guys that have fried minds from porn's ties
They braindead, I can't seem to fathom what they done to us
They fucking the system for a big brother that runs earth and plus
Mr. Orwell was right, we're now under mass control and lust
Is creeping from every corner. We gotta brake, evade it
Does anything of more value wanna take the floor without a fuss? Totalitarianism could fuck off and then a bit more trust
Can be established more directly in the midst of all this dust
I'm breathing in. It's toxic like Ebola and I've had enough
Of “just reasonings” as to why I can't say what I wanna say
I got Andy and Theo by my side to build up what I play
Through my mouth as I whine and shout, through rhyming out
Exemplifying electrifying realities that you can't handle now
We’re targeted on behalf of our actions that soon lead to infractions
Holding us down enacting, irrational rules too leads to inaction
No change, matter fact, and I don't see no one feeling the same passion
I'm on my rations and I'm retaliating for a cash in, uh