Menace 2 Anxiety ft. Sims & P.O.S Lyrics

Spaceman spiff

Laced up, fazed

Sip a headband spliff

With expressing in a Handstand chick

And my mans and them

Ran with my d-fam

They stand as my defense

Plans grind the kinks since hand over fist

Think span over quick

Linked up never sink the ship in shit

Feeding honeydew to honey dip

And kiss

Lucid dreaming in a rental whip

And split

And skip phones like stones

Try to cross the river with it

I don't wanna deal with it

And anyway I get new one every time the season change

So I can ease the pain

Scroll my fucking days away

Further til I fade away from murder while my grave awaits

Unless you got a better way

You don't

Laughing while they pay to play

Grabbing what I can and stash the money with the razorblades

And hope

And cope better than I should do

Let it slip n slide by

Ima stressed guy but Ima die chill

Like way more than the usual

Laid back baked

Probably late for my funeral

Super serotonin pumping dopamine

Swinging right to left I do the coping lean

Since thirteen, slide with metal pipes

Slide with men and mice

My bike don't pedal right

They were printing with the Play-Doh

Rolling up a scapegoat, rolling up like plain clothes

I was loiter in my embroidered Houston Oiler

Learning how to spot a spoiler and avoid the toys enjoying schadenfreude

I'd rather let em cook than be caught up in what's on their plate

I thought a thousand miles of voyaging would bring the boy to something new

But same Boyardee, c'est la vie

Home is where the riot be

Incite the fight or flee ignite the thing inside of me

Menace to anxiety

Finding peace among the oddities and minor keys

Booming through the line out, keep it moving as it winds out

Got the wolf from the city, I got the bull from the house

Not even trying to turn that right side out, just trying to make it babe

Burning down the straight away

Leave the place in beta

Save the fatal for a later date

Play without the ace of spades

Grabbing what I can and stash the money with the razor blades

Further til I fade away from murder while my grave awaits

Unless you got a better way

You don't

Laughing while they pay to play

Grabbing what I can and stash the money with the razorblades

And hope

And cope better than I should do

Let it slip n slide by

Ima stressed guy but Ima die chill

Like way more than the usual

Laid back baked

Probably late for my funeral

Booming through the line out, keep it moving as it winds out

Got the wolf from the city, I got the bull from the house

Not even trying to turn that right side out, just trying to make it babe

Just trying to make it babe