knell anwyll – fake punks lyrics
god i don’t know
been feeling depressed writing up songs on the low
with the ++++ and the b+tches screaming out on the show
got it , god d+mn , going up with the flow
sitting in the couch with a pen tryna grow
you religious waiting up for god to feed you up with the hope
and i’m here thinking about ending up my life with a rope
my mind went off when i was smoking up the dope
god d+mn
got me thinking about it , not again
tryna steal it from me , f+ck is going on with this gen
with this b+tch creaming all over my face on the bed
sh+ts like hennessy ,f+ck off you dead
or wait , start giving a head instead
and gag on this d+ck till you vomit the bread
and im herе sitting get the work done for thе stacks
i can destroy lives with a maf+cking hack
d+mn
y’all fake punks on some lame sh+t
broke ass b+tch got a man nd sh+t
i be throwing names on this game nd sh+t
i don’t do rap , i just rhyme nd sh+t
writing up songs on the front line
the only way so that i feel just fine
depression drawn me down upon this life
finna end myself to feel what is like
just feel what’s like , i loved you with my heart
and now you b+tching all around me that’s a strike
hate with the dislike , you gonna start stalking me now
might drop the hardest big spike
slit throat with a big knife , dropping out a bomb
upon this song murder your ears that’s just like
dealing with the wild life , f+ck fake friends
i ain’t no dealing with a motherf+cking ex wife
fist you up right straight to the surge
i been seeing all this motherf+cking life like the purge
nd my girl here flexing up down with her skirt
and i got some b+tches on my dm’s tryna flirt
im in love with my home b+tch i’m introvert
why you getting on my life just so to hurt
don’t come near my zone that’s just an alert
shut the f+ck up or ima put you the dirt
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