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envy* (group) - dear, mom. lyrics

[chorus: hazy dael]
ay, whats your karma weight
tell me whats your karma weight
tiko you a renegade
finish of your karma plate
now whats your karma weight
now whats your karma weight

tiko you a renegade
finish off your karma plate

[chorus: fat b]
wipe my tears down
let me face my fears
(4x)

[verse 1: quest]
feeling sh-t cause i’m nemesis imma ignorant without company
who the f-ck my enemy is well, biatch
please
please
please
please

i know i’ll never have sh-t
died slow in a pit
bury me for what i spit
wait!

renegade pound faces for embodiment
vindicate for open taboo’s of pentagon
put it downward, fallen kingdom babylon
sunk into deep let me extinct great megalodon

[verse 2: anima]
motherf-cker i dont give a f-ck what you think
bath me in your blood let me sink
spill your guts let us have a feast
walking shadow creep when you sleep
b-tch
to be hamlet
who me? anubis
suck your blood, leech
better commit seppuku
before i come to siphon life from you
b-b-blast off
b-tch you better mask off
i can’t see your future bloodclot chop your head off
clutch your neck like im cobra

[chorus: fat b]
wipe my tears down
let me face my fears
(4x)

[verse 3: hazy dael]
im feelin h-lla sick
now call a doctor
im the baddest b-tch
stingin acupuncture
im an 06
with a madt culture
an apocalypse
waitin time for rapture
i dont take 5s
i dont take 2s
im the realest b-tch
with a bad news
sayin sayonara
leavin bad bruise
better call me karma
i come around to get you

lack of confidence man f-ck my mental
with a melody i’m an instrumental
aching sick of takin knowing no is the answer
let the mind be f-cked from the g*nius rental
black ops dead cops brand cops fake cops that i don’t f-ck with
one glock tick tock deadshot guns up headshot
shoot

[verse 4: isiaah]
do a beckham on reality
murder my demons and the thoughts that be k!lling me
im
k!lling my self, like a felony
i am a slave to my thoughts, like a cherokee
(uhhhm)
lately my family and friends they be failin me
all of my loved ones are gone
they ain’t feeling me
f-ck
i ain’t even feeling me
f-ck

i can’t cope for sh-t, i can’t cope for sh-t
slit my wrist
maybe im better off dead coz i can’t cope for sh-t
(x2)

im f-cking beat up in this b-tch, need a vacation
im f-cking tired of these pointless coversations
im f-cking anxious, and im caught up in depression
theres a party in my head, no invitations

[chorus: fat b & isiaah]
wipe my tears down
let me face my fears
(4x)

f-ck
i can’t cope for sh-t, i can’t cope for sh-t
slit my wrist
maybe im better off dead coz i can’t cope for sh-t
(x2)

- envy group lyrics

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