Sate Lyrics

Is it ever really enough? It's one more game

Endin on a loss would be a shame

The binge watcha dreads the showstoppa fera sec

Then looks at the depleted bag

Call the man of grass t'ask fera deal

Expect some sorta shpiel

Instead met wit crass sass y'ont get yet

You see the plug that plugged his plug got unplugged, sucks

Could prolly do a set at yuk yuks, if you assumin that I'm afta dabux

My predicaments make me hyuk, hung high dry, we sittin ducks

My crux is a lack o' self interust, way too much empathy, goals unorthodox

Less worried bout myself than I am about a generation that's fappin t'roblox

Thee sweet taste of victory when you've dopamine thieved

Dinget carried and put in werk, feel satiated and relived

Yo cleaved enemies suspect deceit, hate the team, collectively they seethed

You won the bet to see who's betta so thou now may be wreathed

Speech ceases conveyin the right feels, seratonin through the roof

Steal a glace atcha opponents and it's oof

Forced sportsmanship toxic handshake dassa spoof

Genuine relation with this person goes sssssshhhhwww pooof

Huh pardon the goof, shoof, s'all bout winnin n losin or in what yer crusin

All that n the floos are the curcumin of existin hence this rice in dire need of life spicin

You race reckless past big questions like if you been dicin n lacin w'ricin so y'foods poisonin

Tuberculosin, you sicken witduh chase of addiction, I'm invokin sonic healin while searchin f'meanin yet I find myself still feelin stricken

Often times I self debate, am I dancin with the devil or is it with fate

Now a days life dun hand out lemons it's that loot crate

Battoroyale parachute drop solo or bringuh teammate

Often times I self debate, am I dancin with the devil or is it with fate

Now a days life dun hand out lemons it's that loot crate

Battoroyale parachute drop solo or bringuh teammate

Why don't you grab a kebab platta or a cheesecake, remembuh remembuh to drink watuh

This journeys gonna be a doozy folks, needjuh ready f'th'depature

Magic carpet ride on the magna carta, I chartuh

A course lika cartographuh, pave a path widda mental camera

You a commonuh t'th'magnanimous caricature

Take punches but always standin if I fall

The magnitude odda weight carried by a dude shayil up ham ildinya as he stands tall

Destiny plays Russian roulette wid me, the magnum fully loaded, play ball

Fated trial by magma so why not pull back the hammuh, click, end it all

To that I must say nay, ain't bitin the bullet, or takin the easy way out

Fifth horseman refine powuh to defy scripcha, y'cud picture mah charactuh up on a mount

Oust the needy, the greedy, the sleazy and their emperor Faust

Understand that the fourth power equals the paladins joust

Chasin bein sated, what you got is a gluttonous conscience

Conned by science, stuffin face with glutenous, big pharma shove boots up the innocence

Humanity can see havoc and chaos but continues passing flatulence

You can go ahead and strive to be elated w'elegance, fight fer eminence

I'll be tryna squash hostilities by killin ignorance

Wild fo duh night, maintain eloquence

Stay grounded with elements, givin prominence to providence

Often times I self debate, am I dancin with the devil or is it with fate

Now a days life dun hand out lemons it's that loot crate

Battoroyale parachute drop solo or bringuh teammate

Often times I self debate, am I dancin with the devil or is it with fate

Now a days life dun hand out lemons it's that loot crate

Battoroyale parachute drop solo or bringuh teammate