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drexx the moon god – prescribed to pater lyrics

[verse 1]
i know my minds a bit tainted
i pop the pills till im faded
i know my pops bout to hate it
i know my pops f-cking hate me
false that father-ship lately
foster hate till i make it
cause mac and cheese what i eat
i feel blue on the daily
i peep cheats off the sheet until theres food in my stomach
sh-t im david duchovny
i blow my money like trumpets
if its f-ck it then f-ck it
we toss that sh-t in the oven
it ain’t often we hunting we making meals for the public
we ain’t wanting for nothing we all publicity stunting
its awfully stiff in the gutter our mother put up with all these crackers sarcastic reb-ttals
my vernacular struck em inside they cranial hubble like i erupted from nothing
they know im supposed to be something
shortly stuffed inside a box they topped it off with a subject
suspect to my father know hes f-cking disgusted for all the f-ck ups his son did deny the fact he’d done it worse and proceed with his judging
but one word to the public
[if its f-ck it then f-ck it] x3

[hook]
i ain’t got prescriptions for the pills that im popping
i know my pops think im awful i popped the pill when i thought it
i swore to god i loved amber but these b-tches are heartless
i lost respect for these women
just f-ck em all they r-t-rded
i had some thoughts about suicide but defied em the hardest
late at night i wanna die but i got faith in tomorrow
if i make my momma cry i know shed wallow in sorrow
so ill just drown myself in money if my life become awful

[verse 2]
throw it back like its thursday my n-gga jack it like autumn and stack the cake like our birthday in winter
hurts that our stomachs ain’t thinner
glow up like spring is beginning
we sitting hot in the center that solstice broke for our n-ggas
so row the boat for them f-ckers that spectate
i put the g in king like a checkmate
so check mate?
put that ‘hunned grand on my breast plate
best a be a benny if you betting on my best take
dont beg to set ya neck straight i might slit it
heart cold as this dark soul so i might get it
yep got it, heart remains broke if its treasure in that chest lock it
next topic
words of the uncomfortable in conversations stating the direct object
next topic
amber often did it f-cking sh-tty
its a pity just a friend but im a friend that’s counting digits f-cking gritty
when the bank call i know that you’ll be calling with em
miss me with the bullsh-t b-tch a god won’t let the garbage hit him

[hook]

- drexx the moon god lyrics

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