Something Awful - Dropout Kings

My angels ain’t sober

I cry for them over and over but they move no closer

My demons grow colder

Been fighting my problems and vices

They beat me like Brody

Skulls in my collection

I pray for my prey before I head into their direction

No passive-aggression

No, my anger gets physical if it should be manifested

Noose around my neck to replace my blue collar

Threw dollars at Medusa while she do me rock-hard

Cause I’ve been dancing with the devil in her moments of bliss

What’s as romantic as a death and a kiss?

When I’m living in sin and I’m swimming in the most vivid of visions

Of women with skin like cinnamon

Benjamins iffin frivolous feelings

And timid-less reactions to threats

Villainous intentions the instant my ego is checked

My mind is a cage

My thoughts scatter like roaches

When light casts away all the shade

My heart is a pump

It push ichor and oil through me

As they leak out my cuts

Twenty different visions and they all seem sus

Fifty different choices and they all take guts

Ninety-nine crimes over nine lives

Now I got the nine to my head

And it’s all fucked up

Suicidal psychopath, psychonaut

Sides and psychos, they revolve

Lord of voids, girls and boys, bring the noise

I am the one to which you call

Super-soaker, wild up in the Croconaw

I got the flow but could evolve

No bull in my pit, just unlock my jaw

And I talk backwards because

Dog I’m God

Why the fuck you look at me?

Man tell me what you see

I’m an addict, I’m a fuck-up

I’m a fake, I’m a disease

All these dirty, gaudy motherfuckers

Don’t know what I make

Spark the blunt

Pop the bottles

Put your hands up

Praise the kings

Jump!

Show your hands to the kings

Snap your neck to the beat

Man, fuck!

Aye yo, aye yo, aye yo, check

Fist-fighting with my vices gets me so excited

My heart afire, finna blaze, no need to ignite it

Liar liar, now you’re burning in my presence

Brother learn your lesson

I don’t mind y’all turn em into weapons nigga

Show your hands to the kings

Snap your neck to the beat

Bitch what?

Dropout Kings gon' reign supreme