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[Verse 1: moons]
Rolling around through the entire town
Dark clouds follow me whenever I'm around
I'd stay away if I were you
But if you'd like to drown
Be my guest, on a rest, I'ma take you down
To the place nobody goes
Dark alley, trash bags
Winter fog and the smoke
Better take off ya coat
Better yet, just choke
I'ma smoke up the pounds
Downstream on a river boat
I won't ever croak
Moons eternal
You acting like a jester
You a clown, I should burn you
Claiming all the territories
Minе 'cause I learned to
I would nеver care
'Cause I'm always going to earn too
Fuck you
Going to go and raise an dead
Whole damn army with poles in their head
Nothing gonna stop me
Gonna go and let bleed
Fuck out of my eyesight
You disgust me

[Verse 2: oribloom]
Everyone knows I'm ultimately suicidal
Tim Burton, '05, banging corpse bridal
0 to a hunnid, i don't got no idols
Playing catch up, they just want my title
Its a sick world and I'm the epicenter, evident
They tried to stick a bump on me without evidence
Withholding rubber bands, you're not in my future plans
Get the tablet cracking with the chisel and a toe tag
Jaded, apathetic, I don't really think I'll miss it
You've been playing in a closet with a door that's made of glass, close it
I should learn to keep my mouth shut, I always talk too much
Keeping hush is my best luck
Word to the 770, that's my home, its in every street I roam
Like the Spartans back in Rome, take a bullet to the dome
All alone, in the hospitome, take my word as truth
When I say you're never goin' home

Kisses on the neck are just a trap to make me wanna die
Its the truth, like the poison kept up in your eye
Saying goodbye and flying to Dubai
Jacking a plane on takeoff, faking my death, and leaving behind
A clip and a guy with hours to die, I-
Front-side varial heel-flip, clip line
Like a flash-pass, I don't like to waste time
Comparing me and you but we're not the same kind
I'm a festered puss wound and you're just a bruised thigh
Metro station flashbacks, scanning my Bape card
Tell me how I got that
You know i hit licks dawg
Pit stop, breathe talk, I don't let the beat talk
I could make and mix an album in the time you write a song
That's just how I ---- talk
I see you got that lean wok
Oh, that's not a mean dog
I trained it how to bite tog
Feel like skrillex bangarang
Ba-ba-ba-bangarang
This'll help you learn a thang
Oh wait, I'm not in gang?