I used to hate myself
But now I hate you more
A common enemy makes it feel more absurd
I used to hate myself
But now I hate you more
A common enemy we abhorr
I'm killing myself a little bit every day
An edifice for entertainment
Putting the pain on display, a quite simple way
To live vicariously, yes
Pageantry, oh pageantry,
An elegant show for the majesty, the travesty,
A loser's in control
A real dunce a goddamn fuckin lunatic
I look sane by comparison so
Why not desecrate a marriage then
We signed up for the pain to end yet
Every citizen is into BDSM
We love our master, let us taste the boot
If this is who we've got to lead
Then this is who will have to bleed
I'm punishing every citizen kane
Who earned a living without using their brain
Who sits on monuments of wealth and
abuses every amenity all by their self
This abuse of power this misuse and showering of compliments
On those who are undeserving makes me fucking sick
It makes me want to kill myself
It makes me want to end their wealth
It makes me want to fuck their wife right in her plastic mouth

This is not an amnesty and this is not a playful tease
This is not a warning nor a motherfucking threat
This is a promise if I see you in the streets
I will risk my fucking life to make sure I'm the last one that you see
This is not an amnesty and this is not a play for peace
this is not a warning nor a motherfucking threat
This is a promise if I see you in the streets
I will risk my fucking life to make sure I'm the last one that you see

[Gabe Sinclair]
Smokin' Cabbage like a savage I'ma let em have it
Hear my voice and see my face, bitch you better add it
Ain't no good times you won't be glad you got em
Askin' biggie passin' pac and askin who done shot em
I'm off the shit to sippin wop, tell me who be hot
You ain't nothin' to me you a bug that I would squash in the fifth grade
Bet my switchblade gettin' misplaced
In your thick face, use the picture for my mixtape
Hop in the coup, rob in the whip and I'm droppin the roof
Tellin' these bitches what they gonna do they gon suck on the dick like a didgeridoo, huh
Tell these bitches I'm vortex so now they think that they're gettin' clout
Suckin' dick for a follow back and them white stains never wash out
No Jon Lovitz never washed up I'm a superstar like Molly Shannon
Dirty Harry got six shots finna roll their bones with a handcannon
Tippin' off those 44s been swangin' thangs since '05
Pull up with machine gun, bitch, but no this ain't no slow dive, nah
Fuckin' Pussy

[Keelzz]
Milly Rock the pussy
Angelina Billy Bob the pussy
Actin't out, should give an oscar to me
Or at least a nomination I'm a bastard homie
Beggin' for attention and some drugs but never asked for pussy
And where that ass bitch, oh yeah you passed it to me
Throw it back like hot potato, Idaho I'm contemplatin'
Constantly I'm thinkin' bout new ways that I can cop a rollie
Maybe if I cop a couple OZs how the rappers told me
On the low and let it snow, I'd be so froze
Aw shit I wouldn't even need to have a rollie
Grab the camera homie, Johnny bout to shoot a phony
Hit a pose, run it like producer homie
In the cut I need medusa to produce a fuckin' statue of me
Because I'm cute, that's why your boo about to ghost you for me
I'm feelin' loopy but I isn't drowsy
With six women but lets call it a dozen with double vision huh

Oh Hell No I cannot let you go now
Oh hell no not after all you've tried
You've pulled shit that makes me sick and
Now you're going to pay for it

GodDamn irresponsible
Class of Man I'm sick of thee
Bickerin' like a chickadee in gasoline
trapped in a cage pathetically
Victim of a learned behavior
Can't believe that you're our savior
Surely We can do better but
In Mankind I have lost my trust
We're turning to rust before our
Eyes have reduced our hands to
Claws scratching deep inside the
Dirt where you belong
A kid reviewed by peers
Beat the pussy up for years
I've considered all my fears
And your place outside them, little fuck