No Damien Lyrics

To my dogs left out, living on the fringe

Go ahead yell it out, cuz That's how its been

Foaming at the mouth With the yack passed out

no taming the alien, no damien

Switch flows more than your girl switch her hairstyle

Share clothes swimming in my Amazon hoodie

Aristotle give you all the credit, benefit me

Making up lies? Break all ties with you

Tie and a suit, iron you dudes out, flatten 'em

Platinum artist lookin' at you industry plants is garbage

Throw 'em away use 'em as punching bags

Crunchin' on Funions, chopping it up like Paul Bunyan

Tears to your eyes I'm an onion to some of them

Ton of em, coming up, as runner ups,

Bumming around, black and mild looking like a blunt

Go from talkative to tormented

High school get high, before tennis

Come back to class with a toe feddish

Flashing benjamin's cause mad vengeance

Fed up with the fast life I ain't feeling this

But they feeling me so I keep doing this

They keep saying keep recording

Fuck you think I been doing sitting around watchin Maury?

Jerry Springer? Daytime tv doin nothin?

You a dumb one and you can't explain shit

Nobody knows what you're talking bout, use plain english

To my dogs left out, living on the fringe

Go ahead yell it out, cuz that's how its been

Foaming at the mouth With the yack passed out,

no taming the alien, no damien

Moving the needle by a centimeter

Progress is so stress my demeanor

With a wife beater, might eat her if i'm the right pocket and she got the right cleavage

White? You can keep it, got the green?

Weeded till my reality bleeding to pieces

Weaving a wheel for you weebs so you can roll off into the ether

No pleases, no thank you's

I ain't saying cheese, nothing for the camera

Creep on in, nuts dragging

Hands up, caught you fappin' to trannys

Daddy dewey having a vacay on the Titan

Eye fuckin all the Roses, circle back

Fuck with the fam, we harder than turtle backs

Myrtle beach, '05 we murdered that

Those aren't your words, put 'em back

Your girlfriend called she wants her purse back

The year we all peaked, grampa Vicini

No Lamborghinis, just alfredo and applesauce

No Santa Clause, talent was handed off to me and your boy ain't passing the ball

To my dogs left out, living on the fringe

Go ahead yell it out, cuz That's how its been

Foaming at the mouth With the yack passed out,

no taming the alien, no Damien

Asshole with a glass jaw

Cashflow into that Roth

IRA IRS hunt me down like Sasquatch

Leave mad tracks then blast off

Tie your mind in a knot, I know that you don't know what you don't know

The more you know the more you realize you don't know

Life on mars dumbass endeavor

Rather see a battery that last forever

Swear to god all i do is charge my phone, get hit with spam and enter two step verifications

I just sit back, watch the masses get fat watch the news and parrot all the statements

Got a billion passwords and they all the same thing

Got million plans and not one complete

My style authentic and ugly

Fire in my belly daddy home and he's gettin' chubby

I ain't from Texas you're confusing me

Does it look like I'm tan? Pasty white and pixel perfect

My prototypes is picking up Claire in case I maknd goddamn what the always worth it

Mock you up in a hot tub with me cooking meat without rub

Rib eye looking orange and you ain't even season it

No matter the season my people keep it lethal

The V don't even need a reason to be evil

Get at the producer, can you make a beat for me?

Ripped it off Youtube, keep it discrete, whoops!

Spilled the applesauce, fumbled the punt,

Dropped the ball man i'm dumb as fuck

Somethin' must've broke between now and then

Cuz now I got clones wherever i've been

Conspiracy don't stop, open the floodgates

David Hasselhoff looking like Donald Trump in the face

Alien extraterrestrial anti-sexual Hannibal Lecter serial cereal eater, Captain in my Captain Crunch

lol….just having some fun

Snapback and a flannel nothing on my wrist

Debit card for collateral in case I make a run for it

I make the illest content you make trigger content

Keep putting out garbage, see how far it gets you

Bitches telling lies say I follow them around?

Wouldn't fuck with you if you were the last clown in town

Rather save my semen for the sperm bank

I ain't no provider, go back to Burbank

Modern day Mozart with the wordplay

I don't work hard cuz my work is play

labor to you is a foreign tongue

I work like a slave with a gun to his lungs

Crack the whip at you activists, blast on you pacifists

Back to your cannabis now it's back to my blasphemy