AwkWordz - Spoonbenders

★ intro ★
Yo, pops, what take is this?

★ verse ★
It's taking vanity
Falling face-first, unconscious
Flying saucers, suicide bobslays
Let's compare trauma
I escaped from the hospital by hijacking a wheelchair
I should be in the special olympics, but i hate padded cells
And these are twisted times when we toss logistics out the window
Melody in the wind
Shortcuts and tidal waves
Earthquakes and laser beams
Hand cannons skipping the future
Apply some pressure, fine
But there'll start to be some casualties
On falling, crushed planets
'cause the starlords are famished
Same insanity comes from impulse
While alt tabbing in morse code
Writing for the bind without knowing a thing about drills
So, for me it's either die or save the day
Center city splitter
Spitting rhymes right from the shredder
I'm not trying to be
One of these dehumanize humanity
Better scream some love and peace so i can put it on a t-shirt
Handicapped parking slots in my freezer
Stalled my ash tray
Bitches say they're on the rocks
When i'm another hobbit
I define what's post-modern
Bench-press without a spotter
Skidaddle and abracadavra equals movie, after shadow
Had to find the slender, wife beater like rando
Cal bizkit
★ chorus ★
I don't know why i like to use my mind
I'm not a psychic or a spoonbender
Just a parking loiter without regrets
Tell me about your destiny, and bitch about the rest
(i don't know why)
I don't know why i like to use my mind
I'm not a psychic or a spoonbender
Just a parking loiter without regrets
Tell me about your destiny, and bitch about the rest

★ verse ★
Called in a head trip and i better get better
Before phlebotinum x affects my health
A quarter letters in the latter, stop being so critical
That i gotta reply, so i'll probably die cynical
These flows ridicule all of my flaws of character
Followers will find me sardines, i'm probably just stamina
Werewolf in a wolf hat and a sheep-skin jacket
Standing in the park wondering why yall laughing
Based on their reaction i guess they think that i'm joking
It's a perfect disguise, but the zipper's wide open
I think i've broke a back while broken on my spleen
Would you call me in my sleep just to spread my disease?
I'll face to three beats but i'll repeat them on the fourth rhyme
Three-six-seven, fuck yall, i got no more lines
Don't ask me why these aren't my whole words
I just arrange them in a random burst
Yeah, and the bandage over the damage is all soak and sweat
Zipping the pages so you don't forget
So what's my next line? i derail my train of thought
I know there's no punchline - we're supposed to go in the spot
Goes something-something-something
So you better sing along
Bla-bla-bla-bla, that's the message of my song
★ chorus ★
I don't know why i like to use my mind
I'm not a psychic or a spoonbender
Just a parking loiter without regrets
Tell me about your destiny, and bitch about the rest
(i don't know why)
I don't know why i like to use my mind
I'm not a psychic or a spoonbender
Just a parking loiter without regrets
Tell me about your destiny, and bitch about the rest

★ outro ★
Believe in your powers and fight