POOR EXCUSE

YOU CLAIM YOU THAT YOU HATE ME
IT SOUNDS JUST LIKE A BUNCH OF SHIT
YOU ACT LIKE YOU BEEN UP AND THAT YOU SWIFT BUT PROMISE YOU AND WANTING THIS

STOMP YOUR FUCKING NECK TO THE STREET
I WANT YOUR PULSE WEAK
I HOPE YOU FUCKING CHOKE
ON ALL THE LIES THAT YOU GAVE ME

IM MOVING AROUND
ALL OF THESE VOICES I DONT HEAR A SOUND
OPEN MY MIND THEN IM SHUTTING IT DOWN
CLOSE OFF THESE WALLS
YOU NEVER AROUND
WANTED THE SOUNDS

GASP WEEP
THE GAS LEAK
YOU ARE A FRAUD IF YOU ASK ME
IF THERES A LIE
IT DONT PASS ME
I NOTICE THAT SHIT
BEFORE YALL BLINK

IM THE FUCKING LIQUID
IN THE LEAKING SINK
PICTURE EVERYTHING AROUND YOU
IF YOU WRITE A PAPER NO PAPER CHASING
I
CHASE THE BEVERAGE BLOOD DOWN WITH INHALANTS
INHALATION
STARVE A NATION OF PRODUCTS
AND DOUSE THE FIRE WITH THEIR MEDICATION
MEDIATE THE MEDITATION
WITH BOOKS UPON THE TAXES LACING COKE INTO THE MONEY
AND SNORT THE POWER HUNGRY NATION

KILL OFF ALL THE PROCREATION
STAB A FUCKING BLADE INTO MY CHEST
AND DRAIN MY RIBS OF MY ALL PREPARATION
PERPETRATE THE MOSTLY HATED
IM THE FUCKING SUN IN CIRCLES
MOVE INTO MY VISION HAZED
INTO THE MIRROR WAITING
JUMP THROUGH A PORTAL
SPLIT ABRASIONS
SAYING SPEAKING WRITING ALL THE THINGS YOUVE HATED
NEVER LOVE IT
NEVER BLEED IT
BLED LIKE THE SPIT MIXED WITH PISS SHIT THE RAPPERS RUBBISH
WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION
SKULL IS THE HARBORATION
ESCAPISM LOWLY LOWER THAN MOST COULD SAY THEYVE BEEN CHASING