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fear the white noise - kudzu lyrics

like the vine that ate the south
this the rhyme to take you out

[verse 1]
one, two, one, two, hit a f+cking blunt smooth
run up with a gun fool, kicking you like kungfu
hit you with a blunt tool, pistol whip your sl+t too
b+tch you better run jewels, spill your f+cking guts through
the open hole in ya soaking clothes
put the smoking pole to your hopeful skull
overdose on bullets that cut through
cold overgrown over sewn the kudzu

[verse 2]
from the institution of distribution
of sh+t and p+ss that i’m sending to em
k!ll ya crew son reveal the news done
weight of lead in ya belly, feel the bluеs son
starting of your ending yo, speeding off while spitting dope
noisе bringing fear all year, colds perennial
no deceitful treason, no rhyme or reason
feeling like the season of lifeless evenings
my pride is eating away at my mind
climbing through my hide like an invasive vine
feeling the restraint inside my spine
don’t feel the rain on my face or the light that shines
so violent plights inscribe beyond the
vital spikes that i hide with honor
exploding so bold while eroding the soul
grow just to fall toppled by lianas
[chorus]
wished to live a life of calm but
in my blood feel something run through
nails dig, inside my palms cut
grip the grudge as i feel it rush through
attempts to bust through, it’s abrupt too
it’s a must to slip a “f+ck you”
pinch the armor, don’t flinch too strong
won’t b+tch to god when i feel the kudzu

wished to live a life of calm but
in my blood feel something run through
nails dig, inside my palms cut
grip the grudge as i feel it rush through
attempts to bust through, it’s abrupt too
it’s a must to slip a “f+ck you”
pinch the armor, don’t flinch too strong
won’t b+tch to god when i feel the kudzu

won’t b+tch to god when i feel the kudzu
won’t b+tch to god when i feel the kudzu
the b+tch of karma when you feel it cut through
won’t b+tch to god

[verse 2]
why put a fight or look for light
when my crooked hooks grow a foot a night
feel the case of the 12 gauge barrel smooth
take the pain straight down like an arrowroot
blow it straight out like a parachute
hold it straight now take care to do
don’t miss and air out this arid mood
or slip and end up an impaired legume
swooned by lagoon the swamp psychopomp
songs of charon gift of lives are lost
never fill the will again to try and win a million
prolly drinking ’til i’m sinking in the wood of the pavilion
exonerate the crowd, don’t tolerate it now
feel the water raining down yet won’t swallow in the drought
time is running out, what will it cost em
when the pertinent purplish pods have blossomed
[chorus]
wished to live a life of calm but
in my blood feel something run through
nails dig, inside my palms cut
grip the grudge as i feel it rush through
attempts to bust through, it’s abrupt too
it’s a must to slip a “f+ck you”
pinch the armor, don’t flinch too strong
won’t b+tch to god when i feel the kudzu

won’t b+tch to god when i feel the kudzu
won’t b+tch to god

- fear the white noise lyrics

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