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prkr - scream lyrics

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as i dip my hands into the fallacy of popular

culture, got stuff culturing, like shrooms, ciroc and molly dust

imma tear it off the walls, knife right through that canvas

paint pictures by rippin up- all of you- industry standard rappers

step up in the club with jesus shirts and grateful snapbacks

peoples hatin fast, and faster girls still think we dapper, no frontin

girl got a body like 20 year old janet jackson or something

so bad she so evil. look like she grown but she immature, she got that benjamin b-tton

whoo!

i had to take it that far, i’m a cheeky one

whoo!

i’m wailing on these artists till careers is done

whoo!

these churchy boys still psycho when it comes to them–

bars we drop like metro pcs signals in florida

roaming charges increasing cause squadup running round the world!!!

yeah!

we tryna make men and make women out of all these boys and girls!

elevate your state of mind, like delaware, we northern lights

shining as examples to these dumb wise men, looking for the christ

parker

hook

tell me whatcha really want!!!

this what they think they want, this what they think they need. what they thinkin’ they want; but they don’t know what they need is not what they see

this’ll make you wanna scream, scream, scream, scream, scream, scream, scream (x2)

this’ll make you wanna screeeeeeeeeam!!!!

verse 2

this what they think they want; this what they think they need. what they thinkin’ they want; but they don’t know what they need is not what they see

this’ll make you wanna scream, out from the rooftops

as people are throwing themselves off

rain bodies, warm bodies, intestines of

living zombies, we with the undead, huh?

you can’t k!ll us. yes, it’s the walking dead. pirating radio stations, buck the feds

we taking our generation right back, so you better step back, and don’t put up a fuss i said!!!

keep your mouth shut! and your eyes locked! tied your hands, but you better keep your ears c-cked and hear this message:

no weapon, no weapon formed against me shall win, i didn’t say it, god said it!!!!

so guess what? you know what that means, buddy better catch up. cause all of you rappers can’t catch us. if you ran in our race, you’d go backwards, son that’s what happ-ens

when you got your priorites wrong, you tryna get a hit song on the market, to make you a hot commodity

but obviously, you see the fanbase get swole, and you starting to ask “what’s wrong with me?”

but the correct question is “what’s good with jesus?” campus on my back now, next year the teachers and professors will wonder what happened when all of they cl-sses start challenging answers

that the textbooks tell us of our history

they’ll realize they been lying since we came to be. you’d hate to be, stuck in the matrix, see

you better take that red pill with your meal at 3!

this that joint that make you flip some temple tables in the marketplace

turpentine on white paint used in numerous satanic rites

wash it. yeah i said wash it. scrub till it’s off the floors you just scrub it

the outside world is only scary to a recluse, not to the children of the one who owns it

hook

tell me whatcha really want!!!

this what they think they want, this what they think they need. what they thinkin’ they want; but they don’t know what they need is not what they see

this’ll make you wanna scream, scream, scream, scream, scream, scream, scream (x2)

this’ll make you wanna screeeeeeeeeam!!!!



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