Your Soul Is My Captive ft. apollogoon Lyrics

I been feelin' like I need a tune up

Let me get right, lemme call my goon up

I been feelin' like I need a tune up

Let me get right, lemme call my goon up

Random fandom get you put in a stream like a salmon

Building empires brick by brick but we still gone keep a hammer

Bitch, bombs away

Dig dug and bomb again inside your open grave

It's mister work harder than most and it shows

So if it ain't about the gang don't talk to me

Killing ya feelings now they MIA

Killing ya feelings now they MIA

Soul snatcher, no rapture

Leave ya body where the fuck we found ya

Is you real, imma need you to click the captcha

Will he get away, yeah if his ghost leave after

Soul snatcher, no rapture

Leave ya body where the fuck we found ya

Is you real, imma need you to click the captcha

Will he get away, yeah if his ghost leave after

Soul snatcher

No rapture

Check the captcha

Flick flick flick flick flick

Light your ass up like a big bic

Bitch you don't know who is SA

Guess that must mean that you ignorant

Isn't funny when you pop off

On your line they just be hittin'

Can't be missin' no more meals

Cuz we be cooking in hells kitchen

Now, fire flame and brimstone

Bitch boy I been stoned

Talking with the grim reaper

Ain't no way that ya going home

Yes you mine now

Bitch, don't try now

Shit, I promise we not alone

See it's random up in the city

Best not be caught up on your own

Snatch you up and make you sleep with the fishes

Brick to the ankle so you can't be bitchin'

It's kitchen utensils if you cannot listen

No stitching you back together

Birds of a feather they all flock in measures

Under the earth and I'm holding the lever

You fucking with me

That's a silly endeavor

Remember, your life in my hands

However no pressure

Our operation is small

But there's a lot of potential for aggressive expansion

So which of you fine gentlemen would like to join our team

Oh, there's only spot open right now

So we're gonna have tryouts