Twin Platoon

[Refrain: 1]
Contribute to my suicide evangelion
Your liquid now bloom in the face of the scary

[Verse: 1]
Now I'm feeling useless like the dollar in my hand
I'm part of the scam inadvertently, the leakage falls to plan
Headquarters reside in my perimeters
They coming like awful strange father figures but
I crash flat on return of the Mac timing
Fear of replacing(like a bass time diamond)
I rarely flex as hard as this shit but man I love the way it feels just styling
Experimental blasters is back this season and I'm sure we got some alien coming to join em
You pass them the aux you better let that shit play
Cuz I live in damnation that is on a spinning globe
I am rage in its best by the stories far told
Your getting kicked from the dolly Parton imagination library
For imagining a mansion with Luigi's assassin
I'm dead weeping like a healthcare CEO
The shit I shouldn't at the VMA,s (don't know)
2008 in a goddamn time machine
In my vision I guess I saw a Jonas orgy
Reminds me of the shunting from society
And guess the epicentre of the pile, it was Miley
And I'm working my ass off with the same style as a working wage Bolshevik
Look into my eyes, getting scammed by a capitalist
Greedy fucking pigs, slaughter all not the cute kind
I had rep of demonizing outbursts
Congratulations another case of system failures
They flew dumb ass helis just over head but fuck it I'm Vietnam I went underground instead
It's me n tyze and a wave of Malachi and an a got hit by train in front of my eyes
My little craniums visible through my brain and it's obvious that I'm oblivious to ruling of everything
I'm not a fan of the state we can't relate
It operates in ways like little girls smashing dinner plates
I'm a machine that BORN to not train but instead just do my thing you see how that worked out
All my mechanical abnormalities, stand up
This is the death of automaton Britain rhythm cusp
My favourite units in the room right now, fists up
Rebel against the social norms of kingdoms cuffs
You didn't understand huemegamix1
It's more a testament and testing ground for what's left to come
I'm doing a real shit job now, thanks bush sr
9 11 numbers run for George bushs cleaners
What's thee motto little chum, don't give a fuck
You playing cards with Jesus for Nazareth and you stuck in the blowhole of worthlessness and you see you're money like hey how you doing
I never knew a liquid went solid turned sentient being
Life's worth life and it's danger that your bringing
5 min songs just to pad out the mixtape
Felt my shit is weak to the very last release date
A lot of fucking rage stems of envy of the famous
I thought I should be up there on bandlabs playlists
I thought I want Grammy to validate success
But grammies don't mean shit if you don't care about them
I happy angry and walking down nervous and faceless
The people don't my name so I don't say nothing
I'm getting nominated for so and so, I think they bluffing
Thee moon man covered in blood from Kalashnikov-ing
There's people screaming and crying but I don't fucking bother
They want awards so bad, go read my fucking mantra
I kick the whale off the cream cart, she squat dancing
I give party these teens so desperately wanting
They chant my name outside they not gone fucking catch me
I hold nick Jonas as hostage crying for some medical need
I blow his head off with two bullets from force o nature
I stomp on several celebs ,some where my fucking neighbours
I'm speaking Jordin with bullets I'm really on a rager
I cycle Cyruses skull thru a a wood chipper
I put the head of the rich inside a fruit blender
This is the relapse folks go ahead set a reminder
I love rapping for y'all ,this is my damn passion
I do it for love for the fans not for the damn pressure
I make music with my eyes closed it's so easy
Watch me blank your mind on so calfrezy

[Chorus: 2]
Huemeister, back in for mixtapes
Fling fire at your head, take it to the face
This is only the first, not the last place
Running after I won, infinity race