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slake dransky - nonsense (feat. jason locricchio) lyrics

verse 1:
i’ve been searching for something visceral
is it miracle or am i just another lyrical misanthrope?
cissero cared for dineros not
he would scoff at the need for stopping the stocks dropping that’s what we hear alot
are we near the top?
or should we stop drop and roll up a stone
a kings throne
sisyphus has got a bone to pick with the pill poppers hypocratic “oh there he goes” give em lab coats we’re calling them real doctors
so, should i try?
is it worth it will i fly?
at the expense of another surp-ssing some five guys
i’m full of it foie gras disguised at the same time
disgusted with the cheshire marty mcninelives
its a, fine line with my yammering
i’m hammering home i’m a nice guy
i’m closing my mind’s eye
i fly to the beat of another camera then wake up, stammer into pajamas my head in the night sky
i, will lay my soul to rest never ever after
even an actor has the right to endeavor another chapter
hear my truth to the rafters
it’s a soothsayers rapture
turn the heat up i ain’t dead yet, yo, abra cadaver

chorus:
we don’t care we don’t care if you get this. do you get this?
do ya?
yeah
i’m prepared i’m prepared for your sh-t list
keep your distance

verse 2:
cause i got, i got queen amidallah on a teeter-totter
eatin’ peanut b-tter
with chester the cheetah smokin’ mirajuana
turn the mirror on ya wanna make some funny -ss faces?
take a spring break to some money -ss places?
base this dummy off drinking a gin rummy and tell me ‘get off the track ’cause funny raps are baseless.’
take this
i could take sh-ts
y’all would wait in line for days for it; take shifts
i could go the bezos’ route: build a sp-ce ship
and jet before i pay my loans call it a bank slip
rip that piece of paper from your self worth
pop on some keenan and kell and put your self first
ear to some seash-lls, well, you heat yourself work
we are what we repeatedly do so we are self-rehe-rs-d
we are self- rehe-rs-d. listen. listen. listen

chorus:
we don’t care we don’t care if you get this. do you get this?
do ya?
yeah
i’m prepared i’m prepared for your sh-t list
keep your distance

verse 3:
you are not a mannequin for someone to maneuver
i can be the captain with the drive call me uber
whether you’re relaxin’ with a pax in the backpack
or a briefcase with a rad legal track pad
and a bad back and a bag full of fat shack
yik yak yapping brad wouldn’t tap dance
take yourself time to self-medicate
do not self-deprecate
take a page from amy schumer
shade will fly but i am not surprised
constant consternation there’s never the time to improvise
if you want that, summers’ fun let’s get unwrapped
tickle me too celestial this is one of my fun raps

chorus:
we don’t care we don’t care if you get this (come on). do you get this?
do ya? (do ya do ya do ya do ya)
yeah
i’m prepared i’m prepared for your sh-t list
keep your distance

i got nonsense on nonsense on g*nius howling at the moon
so, listen closely. ’cause something’s coming soon

- slake dransky lyrics

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