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damsel is depressed – panda lyrics

i have no respect for my audience
i walk slow put em in a trance
look at these awesome shoulder pads
got a new wardrobe
blings r us

buy my line buy my line
dont you be a fashion crime victim

my lyrics are making no sense
i pry on my listeners ignorance
got a nice sound got an ice hound
what does it mean? why u so mean
i just don’t mean to pander
i want to get a good handle
i have to get a good grip
on my creations
if you’re in this business and still dont get it
i dont think we should speak
you’re a one trick pony honey
get off my sidewalk
bunny hop . bunny hop
oh sonny stop
sunnyside eggs in the morning
you may be in the top
but i promise that i am no flop
cause what i have is not charisma
no it’s truth that bends for no man, woman or child
so trust me when i say im not jocking your ride
and yes you can tell me to get off my high horse
but i won’t even try
my horsie too sly im ready to fly
i tell no lie

you can speak ill of me
but i have already dropped off of the face of the earth

i have arrived
already in heaven with kurt and jackson
n0body here cares about your rap, son

they see right through they see right through
oblivious as you are it will catch up to you

prejudice, malice, censorship, trafficking, censorship, hunger, climate shift, smoke a blunt, censorship , censorship all you ever care about is censorship all u ever talk about is taking hits , rolling joints being sl!ck, scr-w-ng chicks

not very talkative
guns or fists
boulders/ bricks
borders ? the world seems pretty bleak
but rest your pretty little head
on a pillowcase of dollar bills and molly
don’t even try to make them think
it doesn’t cost you a wink of sleep
get me a lifeline so i dont sink
all up in my feelings
screw the things i’m hearing
it’s getting louder
sirens screeching
f-ck your fake utopia
tears in heaven
f-ck a fake gangstar who grew up with adoring parents

holy carrots
bunnies fed
oh forget it
bullsh-t around the clock
we both know you don’t own a glock

where is your ferari
i won’t be your mami
none of us here are about that life
roll the dice
russian roullete
that sh-t sound nice

dammit

i don’t care i don’t care
do what u want now
the game is dead
i have slayed all you rappers
hungry for a bite but i just stare
they’ rap ain’t kosher
sombodey holla at me if you feel
its the truth
cause i have been rotting away
wondering if somebody else loses
their sh-t over this

music was never this sh-tty
lack of intent
come make it pretty
shouldn’t we care to preserve all the heart
f-cking trap new era hip hop form of art
my soul slowly falling apart
there’s more f-cking soul and intent in my farts
alert the f-cking media we chose substance over art
every day i waste away
and waste my time trying to say the things i say
but all they say hip hop hurray
and they get money on the table
another day another song
another dead end
do no wrong
speak no evil
yeah i know but like sheep to slaughter you all follow
make me wallow in my sadness
while youre in your happy puddle
so f-cking shallow

swallow the truth
pills are tight
alright alright
i guess ill fight
i dont give a sh-t about market target
target market hit ’em right between the eyes
and i say f-ck it f-ck it f-ck it

- damsel is depressed lyrics

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