poisontype – arcane lyrics
monotone drone, stone face easter island
play n-gg-s like a violin
shake em down for they cryogen
siding with violence over logic, in defiance, seeking guidance
echo of the past in the present culture of silent
like monoxide, poison seeping in binaural orifices
more or less, over your head or with two hands up your wh-r- dress
goregeous
call it a game, whack rappers need to cheerlead
my last tracks, dropped to third degree burns and earbleeds
so pregnant b-tches ain’t in best interest to stick around. lick em till a n-gg- drown. still fixing to d-ck em down
univeral sound pound faces, a sick concerto
in good graces the b-ss is the laces and kicks is a steel toe
yo
whose next
taste acquired for rapper flesh, and after death do this in rememberence as the sacrement
depressed, distressed a mess a fellow of infinite jest and mad salt
its me? nah its everybody else fault
so no time off it make a man soft, boss gnostic underground spiting gems fitting for laura croft
can’t fight the craving never more quoth the raven, rock the spot, molly pop, h-ll even critics are raving
brazen
give it a rest as directed check next to the trebel cleft. left the extra weight, create my own rapper megadeath
from inception till day of reckon
savage 4/4
walk in the store, drop the mic n take the cash drawer
with half to the pastor as sin tax. render unto poison them thin stacks get clapped and ya b-tches wig sn-tched
infancy bars still in tutorial, story mode only one lonely life left
enter konami code
your mans presence alone is seen as menacing by eyes wide open in the headlight venison
alls fair, yalls scared. dare to surp-ssed the metal gear. type atop a pale horse and h-ll forever following near. imperial, here we go. with the flow, in stereo, merry old parables overtake barriers tearing jericho
in hysterics, and thirsty sweating of that triple stack
keeping the dance floor record stores and bowls packed
pain wracked, final stretch. credit for the pure will to k!ll a man who’s only antivenoms krills and fentanyl
subsist on distilled fears, beers, and fat b-tches tears. leer in a mirror bad luck another seven years
sick and sordid a bit distorted
hit record slaughter
clerk in a little horror shop, gunning for the bosses spot
oxycontin, mollywhopped stop, drop and face roll. you gonna carry that weight. buried mine in a k hole
dark side hinder vision taste the rainbow pink prism. came to type the third day
they only say “he is risen”
the game don’t know it yet im set to be the caliph or atlas
pick up a pen strictly tend to be out of malice
tapes can’t be stopped by a firewall or a watergate
breaks b-ss and spit canonized ill die a martyr fate
zero day live in infamy infine more play. in between ice cold and so sweet sorbet
cave to the pressure. slave to jaded crazed aggressor. wet the horse and the messenger. pessimist, his red wrists fester
important rage hater
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