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cult of the damned - castles lyrics

[intro]
ah, when are ya gonna something with your life kid?
there’s a whole world outside you know what are you waiting for?
what are you gonna do, what are you gonna sit around?

[chorus]
they told me there’s a whole wild world out side (outside)
you’re going nowhere in that bent out ride (out ride)
’cause no matter how hard you try (try, try)
you might as well just chill and get high in your castle in the sky

[verse 1: lee scott]
i’m the fly in your ointment
desensitised to your disappointment
turnt up at me missed appointment
[?] employment
that ignant sh+t for your kid’s enjoyment, and your displeasure
gimme all the treasure, mass amounts
but i don’t wanna do sh+t just put it in me stash and bounce
and when you’re heading home
forget about it like a stupid dog’s buried bone

[verse 2: king grubb]
set the tone
do sets for kegs and dough
unless you want consequences, if so then let me know
i confess a gun wets you so, not sweg
hot head don’t test me bro
[?] off the petrol smoke from wensley road
engine blown i’m cold
’bout to sell my soul and stash the gold in the empty hole
the most stretched and broke and i was born to much extra dope
[verse 3: sniff]
yo it’s best you know, nowadays i get too stoned
load the nina, let two go (pow pow)
yo, all i do is win sonny
nowhere in a hurry, make scores and print money
i’m a bully like nelson muntz
slumped, pure skunk in a healthy blunt
skipped lunch (why?), ’cause i’m speedballing
can someone pull the ‘chute ’cause i’m free falling

[verse 4: salar]
i listen to tchaikovsky sippin’ a chai coffee
and have an out of body trip and witness me biopsy
kissin’ the sky off me wig, and thinking god is a bit of a [?] probably
and performs my diligence by proxy
wonder why they say that i’m c+cky (why?)
so let me underline some house rules
get the f+ck out if you come to mine (get out)
got to many gems to drop on and i’ll never be undermined

[verse 5: bill shakes]
i’m not drunk off wine, drunk off whisky
you can f+ck about but it could be risky
driving through the streets screaming f+ck the bizzies
nwa blasting, what’s happening
no bigguns over here mate
i’ve got and e&j in me dna
cold sag cease the day
tryna open doors with your key of haze
[verse 6: bisk]
blaze, right who am i sending shop
b+tterkist corny n+ggas getting popped
setting it off
bit of dust bring the skeng to your block
say you n+ggas sure, mention the squad
get rolled on friendly or not, can’t enter the swamp
pretend what you not, hold gun
when being real goes so wrong

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