MY MIND IS A MACHINE GUN/MY HEART IS A TIME BOMB Lyrics

Ah, it's an amazing machine, sir

The pain, it plays a major role

Unfolding with all the harsh effects

The nature of my rage is cold

It may result in sharp regret

My aims and my goals worth an arm and a leg

While I'm starting to dread all this, pardon the mess

Say this shit with my chest despite my motherfucking heart defect

Well, surprise surprise

Now, you all know how I will die

Either that or a suicide

Don't be too surprised

Bitch, you knew the vibe and still proved to lie in pursuit of my time

Like perfume, I provide a nice aura

Beautiful that you apply to be suitable

For all the guys, you're excusable

Slowly, but surely, I'm losing my mind

Got up early to prove that I grind with these worries

A birdie told me, "Everything will be fine"

By design, life is brief

What I do ain't a crime, I still hurry

Drew all these rhymes with my murky mind

Moving a mile every minute, I'm certain I'm ruined

Inclined to diminish the early signs upon observing lies

I have reserved my rise to cut and hurt your life

It takes a certain type to turn these words to light and take the words I write to recite into the mic

Rehearsing hype, enter nights like a fight

While I'm cracked out like I'm burning pipe

I will lash out and that's word to life

Yeah, bitch, you heard me right

These types of flows tend to burn on ice

Just like a furnace might keep me warm throughout the night

Drugs will drain you, love can't save you

I may do the things you wish me not to do

Now, isn't that a bitch? I'm not the same as you

All of the pain

This picture that I paint puts all the blame on you

Now, you're stained with the hues of shame and blues

Wearing my heart on my sleeve with the aim to bloom

Into a phase of the painful truth

And from the rainbows to razor blades

Upgrade to angels I may pursue with the intention to make 'em do what I've been craving

I've waited for far too long

Sit in the dark 'till dawn

Writing my darkest songs

Dissolving and I can no longer evolve beyond my wrongs

The boy that I was and the monster that I have become

Fill me up with enough hope 'till I float and my emotions get numb

Tear me up until I croak and I soak in the rays from the sun

Papa's got a brand new gun, papa's got a brand new gun

Looking for fun now, looking for fun now

You could lie to yourself, but don't lie to me bitch

I'd supply you with help, but you'd rather deflect

And deny what I felt like my pride when you trip

I devise a new spell to get by and get rich

This ain't no "sad rap"

This is some "I'm going mad" rap

Paint an image of the past like a flashback

Snap back at anyone who attacks what I backpack

With all these tracks that tackle my sad past

Rattle the cage to engage with you wack cats

Making your grave from a trash bag

Sway back and forth like a wave 'till I hit it like blackjack

Surpass the point I'm extracting my voice to enact on my passion

A fact I'll destroy with a madness

My ploys to collapse them with joy

I'm a madman, I don't know what happened

D-d-drugs will drain you, love can't save you

I may do the things you wish me not to do

Now isn't that a bitch? I'm not the same as you

All of the pain

This picture that I paint puts all the blame on you

Now, you're stained with the hues of shame and blues

Shame on you (shame on you shame on you)

Shame! (shame on you shame on you)

Shame! (shame on you shame on you)

Shame! (shame on you shame on you)

Shame! (shame on you shame on you)

Kn-knocking, go peep through the window, I'm looking in

Who is that at the front door? It's the boogeyman

Up to no good, my man

I am still fully ramped

Over the span of a lifetime, I would be damned

If I don't get my rocks off

Bitch, I'm booking plans so I could top off this crooked stance

I have mistook your romance for a lifeline

Took command following trails like a sugar ant

Shook up, I looked up

Up at the sky with the look of a bleak darkness disrupting my mind

I would need more than good luck to recover my mind in the rubble and grime

Shits really complicated, I'm concentratin'

Accommodate conflict with signs like a comic

I'll shine like a comet and make this shit brine in a tonic of my will and lines that I've pondered

Supplying this honor through concepts derived from my mind while I'm wandering time

Nothing seems honest with wandering eyes

Fodder that feeds my good conscience to rise and to conquer

Your lies may take bites out my pride

Feed the monster inside me, I'm somber

Haven't been sober in quite some time, no comment I'll conjure

Count that against my demise, countdown 'till I cannot find

Hope that could sponsor the sound of my social decline

Until my soul intertwines with the flows and my mind with the goal

To remind all you hoes that I've tried to be flawless

I harvest new motives designed by corrosive new grudges

The culprit to which I feel soulless

So pissed, you know this

I can't even focus for one single second without an impulsive decision to choke this

Pills are as potent as feelings that drove this ambition to rope in my dreams on the loneliest mission

Go hard on a beat 'till my whole body's feeling stiff

You do not know who the fuck you are dealing with

All of my traumas so real, I'm still feeling it

All of your comments surreal, it's not healing shit

I ain't concealin' shit, feels like I'm really sick

Really ticked off and I need to flip off the whole world to be real a bit

Take some more pills and sit off in the fog 'till I feel the mist

Of all my wrongs when dissolved and my spirit lifts

And I resolve all that's caused me to feel like shit

Fuck if they're feeling me

War born artillery, all my abilities carry me up

Bitches are killing me, can't fall in love without getting fucked up

But I really need someone to love, not to lust

Been revealing things no one could ever discuss without being mean

Suicide, I can't give up without feeling seen

All that I really dream of is someone I could hug and someone to lean on

I can't go through a day without things seeming off

Weaving and coughing, these screams through withdrawals got me thinking, "I'm sinking"

I wish we could talk, but she left me a mess while I left her a message for reasons I'd off myself

Still feeling lost, there's a reason I often yell

Leave me in fucking hell while I still dwell on what should've been

Reflect on the goon that I am and all of the things that I could've been