[Verse 1: Jeremiah Jae]
Can't break away, act brave cuz they pack away
A gold plated handle, bullet holes in the candle
Not a trace of love, the impact is facing up
Taste the rum
Numb if anything or something else become it
But what was once peace under the coven
Couldn't help but be destructive
Son of the sun it's the epilogue for Decepticons
Son of the puppet, punch kick fuck pushing buttons
Touch of the gunner
Watch my bullets sink deep in the son of the lone gunner
Over butter hot cutters
Baby papa from that gutter mothership
And copped a dust flower maybe we can twist
Visions of the myth
Niggas bathing in flames of piff
They rewrite scripts, so many dreams of yesterday
While balls of flame burn the city to waste, they haste
To the front of the line to show face
But she needed a taste, knees to the face
[Verse 2: Zeroh]
Wake yawn, stretch, walk, eat, beats, text, talk
Pace, pack, pew! damn I lost my house shoe
Start that song palming' the calm, I'm bout to
Personify intention ambish the hell out that how to
I dare you, awkward or lonely, I'll hug the fuck out you
Come bounce with the count conundrum
Throwing stones you can't bounce to
Trust enough could get ugly
Thus the clutch must doubt you
Force can't move dude, swipe no value
So sit still, watch me abandon...
Who? what?
Can't break away, act brave cuz they pack away
A gold plated handle, bullet holes in the candle
Not a trace of love, the impact is facing up
Taste the rum
Numb if anything or something else become it
But what was once peace under the coven
Couldn't help but be destructive
Son of the sun it's the epilogue for Decepticons
Son of the puppet, punch kick fuck pushing buttons
Touch of the gunner
Watch my bullets sink deep in the son of the lone gunner
Over butter hot cutters
Baby papa from that gutter mothership
And copped a dust flower maybe we can twist
Visions of the myth
Niggas bathing in flames of piff
They rewrite scripts, so many dreams of yesterday
While balls of flame burn the city to waste, they haste
To the front of the line to show face
But she needed a taste, knees to the face
[Verse 2: Zeroh]
Wake yawn, stretch, walk, eat, beats, text, talk
Pace, pack, pew! damn I lost my house shoe
Start that song palming' the calm, I'm bout to
Personify intention ambish the hell out that how to
I dare you, awkward or lonely, I'll hug the fuck out you
Come bounce with the count conundrum
Throwing stones you can't bounce to
Trust enough could get ugly
Thus the clutch must doubt you
Force can't move dude, swipe no value
So sit still, watch me abandon...
Who? what?
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