Oncemore, Lyrics

Pretender pandemic

Heretical image

Never sendin that visage

Physiognomy of a cunt

Got me fucked up

Goddamn slammed

By the spite of a hateful punk

No one that never

Held or reached for guns

Thinking you're a bad man

Code of a broken slut

Only been in Badlands

Thinking that's enough

Only ever been shit

Humble bragging but

Know you'll never be shit

Til you look in the mirror

Where do I go from here

Where do I exceed what I hear

Where do I go from here

Where do I exceed what I hear

Stop, drop, smoke

Stop, drop, smoke

Stop, drop, smoke

Stop, drop, smoke

Stop, drop, smoke

Stop

Shout out to a 3 feet

Green bong named Vlad

Bow down to a weed fiend

Scheme strong stay shagged

Fuck a rhyme scheme

And your rap-cop culture

You're guarding empty houses

From fucks that ain't vultures

Oncemore, fuck your blank bars

Brag bout faux keeps

In death, you're no czar

Fuck emo little bo peep's as

Hard as you are

Gates open to wack bitches

Look at all of the stars

Wish I could coast & ghost

Without talking shit

Don't hang in for a punchline

Like I really don't mean it

Lowest common denominator'll

Get you big

Wonder if conscious or not

Puffin cigs

If your greatest hits sound like Drake

I know your dumb ass just chasing taint

Con-art, not an artist

You novice mind waste

Blanket statement

Fuck your name

Where do I go from here

Where do I exceed what I hear

Where do I go from here

Where do I exceed what I hear

Buck your trends and again

Say oncemore

Never been with it

Buck your trends and again

Say oncemore

Never been with it

Buck your trends once again

You hitting my fucking cervix over & over

Shove your cock down my throat, make my bile taste like nut

Why

Aren't all your kind

Why

Aren't all your kind

Yo

Hit it

Flip it and my drip like

Cum out your mum's cunt

Fly as I am high

Indifferent to dumb fucks

Ready to sideswipe

Knownothing noones

Slitherin lines bite

Every cat's tongue

Still boppin Wu

Like it used to be

I'm smokin death cool

Like I used to be

As long as I've loved THC

Know I've always fucked with ODB

I'm DMT at 17

Dipfuck kids don't trip, but lean

Sippin dope copious

Poppin pill opiates

Leave movin coke

To the CIA

You ain't a

Freeway

Ricky Ross

When I speak

Eyes gloss

Stuck up fucks spit weak

Blind sauce bluffin

Come up and get me

Cause you can't fuckin touch me

Yo

Came to scare your hoes

Hear me

But you don't know what I'm saying

Shit-

Sure

Came to scare your hoes

Hear me

But you don't know what I'm saying