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london yellow - piss lyrics

[verse 1: london yellow]
explain sh+t like a scholar in my music
but i don’t know what to say in irl
i think i’m just autistic but i can’t tell
if i can’t call god a f+ggot in heaven
i’m tryna go to h+ll
i like bad words
weird kids who eat t+rds
f+ck the fly guys
that sh+ts for the birds
i’m a lame idiot, f+ck what you heard
i know i know nothing
you think you know it all
you’re a f+cking nerd
f+cking absurd
i’m sitting back having panic attacks by taking in your fancy words
not the topics though
just the bigger pictures
i’m way too f+cking meta
yellow +n+lytic n+gga
absorb your abilities, my brain gets bigger
spending all your souls on my vigor
even though my flesh perish, yellow london never gonna really die
really i put in enough work for at least three lives
i’m way too f+cking humble
its kind of cringe to admit it
i don’t want the credit
just to know that i did it
grant a couple long term wishes
never took a b+tch
i did try to wear a green fitted
do you feel special when you tell me not to quit it?
when? why? where? how?
none of your business
i’m not your royal jester, get the f+ck off my d+ck
if one more mongloid asks for recluse 2, i’m quitting
you wish that i was kidding
n0body takes me serious
what do i gotta do?
go to a school, take out my hairy d+ck
pull out a cheap glock, screaming “hey siri! send this to my parents!”
one by one, all the zoomers disappearing
i don’t wanna do it
i’m tryna kick back like a buddhist
live life in the form that is truest
build my own beach and become a f+cking nudist
you knew this
stop telling me to do sh+t
[verse 2: dad]
i don’t wanna do sh+t
wanna be reclusive
tell what i’m doing is worth
i wonder if my music is worth it?
wanna be the dead guy
wanna be perfect, but i’m not perfect
my life is a circus
i’ve been getting high to get by
think i fried my circuits
i’ve been out here searching
deep within myself for some purpose
tryna scratch the surface
i’m learning
but i can’t figure sh+t out for certain
i don’t even know if i’m a person
my whole world burning down
but i still keep a smile while i’m hurting
ow
waves of depression, i surf it out
then when i get [?], can’t turn it down
like its party city now
and i’m here to be the clown
life is an rpg, this sh+t get weird
i don’t wanna disappear
you wouldn’t recognize me without this here big beard
assassinate my character with [?]
switch up the narrative
all cause i feel its imperative
plus i don’t know an alternative
f+ck a preservative
burn the bridge
i need some purgative medicine
until then, i’ll just keep on spinning and circling
caught between worlds and sh+t, struggling
going through turbulence
[outro]
i put the work in, b+tch
i put the work in, b+tch

- london yellow lyrics

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