5anboro - PoP MU5iC

Fuck music creating no thought
Call me a balloon because cuz i'd hate to go pop
But i'm an airhead, sometimes a dumb guy, the laughing stock
Crap you talk goes back, it's an equal and opposite reaction
Kiss my back end, dick is massive split in half
6 inch per half and they get used as batons, dual wielding it
Reconnecting it like dry erase markers
You see the bits of dying hate that's falling with each written rhyme
Created off the child brain with autism
Call me empire state cuz i'm tall as shit, useless retard who can speak bars
Ask you to listen, if you say you would then this gon grow on you like tree bark
My dick in your mouth constantly like where your teeth are located
We get r rated, picking scars of haters to demolish later
When my bars are greater, gotta get some top and brain
If not then stay locked in your lane
I'm a bomb thats yet to detonate
Inspect your mental state that's bred from hella hate
Miracle how he can go from clear from flow to lyrical
And smear the skulls of people, load the hearse with bogus works of art
Bitch im going big like violet beauregarde, i'm going hard
I'm close to rocks you smoke and pissing out
I'm a monster with the energy to melt my semen so i don't gotta pull out
Bang a whore with stds then rape my worst of enemies
Canker sores from when i eat, my lip protects my tongue from teeth that's underneath
Beat and rip your frenulum and then you're done
Drink my shit from enemas and suck a d, fuck that shit
Nutsack is swinging in between your chin and hits my gooch
We so sick when in the mood, i finger clits and lick your boobs
Keep on dreaming kid your lust is stupid
Teen spirit is busting thru the brittle roof, we know our libido makes misakes
And the need of it's contagious, the disease risk is dangerous
When we horny as a rhino we become so blind, so like albinos
White as fuck ain't bright enough
Fighting denial's an uphill battle, your will is shattered
Why should love survive with motherfuckers like the ones my environment is covered in
Next objective; gun i must get
This shit getting old like muskets
Fuckers love their tea, fuck your crumpets
Im next in line to die from my hands
Chrome explode parts of my head
Phone with no charge, im dead
Forgive me I know not what to tie next
What should i connect
Wonders lie with friends, but I can wonder who'll be next to lie and end my life unexpectedly
Rest in peace to everything, but fuck it, i'll forever be a menace
Even when i bleed to death and see the gates of heaven
I will make the reverend use a blade to sketch a new charade to tell the sheep
So men can sleep expecting peace that won't exist
Until you load your clips and pull the triggers dome is split and don't forget
The most precision when you smoke your shit like dope
And i hope the slits erode your wrist
No closing the door you forced open, whore
You did this to yourself, now you in hell and losing health
Nooses, well they close to done had it
Could they support all the emotional baggage
You mope in your sadness choked, when you grab it
Cuz most of its strapped to your throat, damage is most
So close to your last minutes you have to elope
How long can you last in this compassionate amalgamate of how to kill your
Tragic shit without your sins amassing in a gravel pit
Trashing your head, dousing it in gas with flammenwerfers
Bout to burst your bubble, so do not lose it
Cuz this shit ain't pop music, this is shock
Copper wire wrap a rock
Other words i got power in my lines, im electrifying
Next to likes of dwayne johnson, steve austin, famous stars
Ain't talkin, space but i can have this galaxy if i plan it correctly
Careful calculation how to make a clown erase their shroud of makeup
But yall are assholes
Yall would open up if you relaxed more
Draw emotion from you make you crack more
My warming up, is your max form
I could rap before my mom and dad were born
Base my rhymes at this level
Never became high, sober cunt, you could say i'm lackin trebles
Go to homecoming, if you wanna dance with devils
He always had his knacks for riddles
Sure he's hungry, don't ask what his snacks for, it'll disturb the comfy
Birth of all the famous people made from evil or from being brainless
Sheep who go with what they say and focus on the money gain
So fucking plain and don't know what's creative
Horrifying mass tragedy, this generation glorifies half assery
Yall don't give a fuck about my art so stop asking me to rap for free, fucking retarded fiends
Wouldn't have to worry about coming off as mean if they ain't talk to me
Yall don't give a fuck about my art so don't chat with me
Yall ain't seen the average me, in class you're seeing half of me
I don't do this shit for you, I do this shit for me