[Verse 1: KING ♚]
Drown in benevolence
Cause' these niggas is petulant
And these niggas that ain't for shit
Front like futures is holy writ
And I can't trust these people
These people are far from peaceful
Not so far from evil
These niggas can be deceitful
And fuck your malevolence
You know your future is perilous
These stupid niggas is garrulous
And so I meet em' with virulence
So fuck your programmed carelessness
Drowning in your negligence
And I fucking hate these therapists
They were never there for us
Pretending like they give a fuck
Paycheck with a little luck
Broken people buy into their bullshit
Making quicker bucks
No fucks given, even when their patients about to self destruct
[Verse 2: KING ♚]
But I don't really give a fuck
This rap shit? It ain't not enough
Equipment cost a lot of bucks
And new rappers are lame as fuck
And steady on descending
I'm ready for my ascension
And I'm leaving you defenseless
Because you cannot comprehend this
I dreamed of 2020 but 21' is my destiny
Living in a nightmare these bitches will be the death of me
And I search this place so desperately
Praying there's something left for me
And definitely, stunting on these niggas standing next to me
Effectively, losing hope and my remorse so suddenly
Surprisingly, moving on through life so damn abrasively
And i'm faced with these:
Impossible decisions, live revisions, and violent tendencies
I hate these bitches, why they have to act like they're my enemies
Instead of my amenities
Especially, since you always seem to lack consistency
So let's agree to disagree
There's no need to push me back so motherfuckin' distantly
Drown in benevolence
Cause' these niggas is petulant
And these niggas that ain't for shit
Front like futures is holy writ
And I can't trust these people
These people are far from peaceful
Not so far from evil
These niggas can be deceitful
And fuck your malevolence
You know your future is perilous
These stupid niggas is garrulous
And so I meet em' with virulence
So fuck your programmed carelessness
Drowning in your negligence
And I fucking hate these therapists
They were never there for us
Pretending like they give a fuck
Paycheck with a little luck
Broken people buy into their bullshit
Making quicker bucks
No fucks given, even when their patients about to self destruct
[Verse 2: KING ♚]
But I don't really give a fuck
This rap shit? It ain't not enough
Equipment cost a lot of bucks
And new rappers are lame as fuck
And steady on descending
I'm ready for my ascension
And I'm leaving you defenseless
Because you cannot comprehend this
I dreamed of 2020 but 21' is my destiny
Living in a nightmare these bitches will be the death of me
And I search this place so desperately
Praying there's something left for me
And definitely, stunting on these niggas standing next to me
Effectively, losing hope and my remorse so suddenly
Surprisingly, moving on through life so damn abrasively
And i'm faced with these:
Impossible decisions, live revisions, and violent tendencies
I hate these bitches, why they have to act like they're my enemies
Instead of my amenities
Especially, since you always seem to lack consistency
So let's agree to disagree
There's no need to push me back so motherfuckin' distantly
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