datacat - aokigahara lyrics
[hook: datacat]
you can find me in the forest
where the murk wood flourish
just a mile from the mountain tip
pop a pill, hang around a bit
never worry about the one direction
bumpy rides with no intersections
you can find me in the forest
where the dead fruit flourish
[verse 1: datacat]
datacat is back in the cortex. three dead bodies, trying to fashion a quartet
kitty cat spits, kicks sicker than sh-t
got the pack all with me, yelling “sick ’em,” and sh-t
switchblade dipped in venom and p-ss, this ain’t witch house
busting out the schitz’ house, gimme the fix
i took ’em to a special kinda sp-ce where the rules don’t apply or affect time and sp-ce
meet me in the nexus, i’m in the top left door
leave ’em all asking, “what this knife in my chest for?”
this is stabbing room sh-t
steady cracking pool sticks
i get the funniest feeling, i can feel the f-cking guts from out his tummy they spilling
hang a pop rapper by the band of his wristw-tch
and if the shoe fits, i’ll dismantle your thrift shop
f-cking corny
datacat up in the forest and you rappers fit to bore me
[?] in your mainframe
sick of satan and we rep the same gang
[hook: datacat]
you can find me in the forest
where the murk wood flourish
just a mile from the mountain tip
pop a pill, hang around a bit
never worry about the one direction
bumpy rides with no intersections
you can find me in the forest
where the dead fruit flourish
[verse 2: rav]
jumping motherf-ckers like house of pain, what?
i and ethan been smoked forty ounce today, sl-t
about 33 blunts, downed 48 buckets of whatever datacat poured in these cups (data data)
ayo, datacat is f-cked up!
he’ll seek a body for a host when ethan’s body’s decomposed
the vessel known as mr. smith’s now sinister
just slit your wrists and save yourself
he’ll split your ribs, he’ll strip you of your sense of self
who let the exo demons out?
shut up before i give you a reason to scream about
we traced your address earlier over at ethan’s house
you now have our permission to start freaking out
and they ask me why am i a-always speaking out?
i tried stopping the voices, but they keep-keep leaking out
they claim that i’m in a possession of a reaper’s mouth
and i’m always on my feet, i don’t ever sleep, nor lounge
“objectifying and self-destructive
rationality-defying, excelling in nothing
but bringing fear
sickle-cell-sick of this weird f-ck
haunting in my nightmares
make me wanna rip my ears up!”
that’s what they say, but there’s no neutralizing me
i’m the shepherd to your sub-conscience, you will die as sheep
catch us by the church where we crucified the priest
crushed a couple tabs which we threw behind his t–th
then we dragged him to the forest
hung him on the branches, a handout for the tourists
i will lead the war against these rappers breaking order
darkness been secluded and it’s time to break the borders
[hook: datacat]
you can find me in the forest
where the murk wood flourish
just a mile from the mountain tip
pop a pill, hang around a bit
never worry about the one direction
bumpy rides with no intersections
you can find me in the forest
where the dead fruit flourish
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