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killa kane of untitled name gang - unaired pilots pt.2 lyrics

[chorus]
were you just all in my head
(cuz i like to play the villain in my story)
was it something i said?
(can’t help i love the smell of napalm in the mornin’)
i’m more… bitter than sweet
(i can’t help it)
i can’t delay my defeat

[bridge]
but live long enough
to see what you become
(i can’t do it though)

[verse 1]
and i’m the reincarnate or evil con carne
meeting carnage from marvel comics
callin’ off responses to my mini bosses
known as enemies
im out for the world now
like f-ck bernie, f-ck trump and hilary
and f-ck authority
sirens blowin’ over me
end my k!llin’ spree’s
i’ll f-ck your morally or orally
jaws drop, raw dog
no virtue signalling like dropped call lost cause
f-ck a knock off
some contempts will steal more than amy schumer
makes me shamed that we can’t be neutered
especially as baby boomers
wish the reaper take me sooner
but it’s not all bad
i mean, it is, but it isn’t
same sh-t but the day is different
(i scanned your brain for abnormalities)
til i’m as broken as superman 64
and i’m afraid i can’t be your superman anymore
ain’t ever been in love, this chemical’s obsession
(i cut it out) what i locked inside my head with
instead of thoughts that will never really happen
where’s my haven?
demon slayin’ cudi vibes
always slanderin’ the one’s i don’t like, why?
(it doesn’t have to be this way superman)
when it’s been answered, i’m the bad guy

[bridge]
but live long enough to see what you become

[chorus]
are you just all in my head?
was it something i said?
i’m more bitter than sweet
i can’t delay my defeat

[verse 2]
my adversaries get aperture testings
your battle settings amateur at best and
until you die youll be born with what you left with
call the paramedics, maybe i’m just projectin’
maybe my mind is just boggled
see i grew up on chauncey and clarence
so it’s apparent i am not the best role model
run it up like frogger
im the driver, i’m in the car, im in the cargo
scan the street like cops scan people like barcodes

- killa kane of untitled name gang lyrics

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