[Verse 1]
The third horseman tried to starve another artist
No shot, I get it started like the heartbeat of a carcass
Cuz the fourth one’s my partner who I pal around the park with
The foregone conclusion, I can’t be out-departed
Feeling invalidated, Famine faces Gluttony
Staring down a stalemate, salivating subtly
Allocate the copper, let the population pocket it
It’s profiting to those with the stock in oligopolies
Swallowing lock and keys, crocodiles wading through the rotten reeds
Waiting as the wind takes the fallen leaves
I see myself in them when I call them beasts
I see myself in men when I crawl in creeks
I eat butterflies, I spit blood and knives
I seek love and hide from it, tied up in lies
I put a bounty on my ego
Out in every county of my cerebral, 'till my pride fucking dies
[Hook]
Trust your guts like a haruspex does
Wonder if Jormungandr’s starving just as much
The future is disgusting but today is fine
Hair greying, gears rusting in the wake of time
Trust your guts like a haruspex does
Wonder if Jormungandr’s starving just as much
The future is disgusting but today is fine
Wise muse of adjusting to decay and dying
[Verse 2]
Morbid times under the tortured skies
Who wants to be gourmandized? You lot should be gored and fried
To see a sycophant’s life flicker out like a wicker-man
Bored and blind, I’m stored inside - sardine in a liquor can
Cheer up little man, your soul’s not that withered yet
Silly lashing out at shadows won’t stop that pirouette
Gaslight a dummy zoomer into Dunning Kruger fast
That’s right, it’s not as funny soon as you accrue some cash
I could eat a four course of horse with sides
But of course I’ll also settle for your corpse with flies
I’ve been in a self-imposed famine
In my lair, I’m a bear, you’re the ghost of a salmon
Break a loaf, raise a toast up to Saturn
Make the most of the things too gross to imagine
When I’m king, I’m demolishing the city flat
Just to construct my necropolis a ziggurat
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
i make beats like the shadiest affair
Say a prayer, praise be to our Lady of Despair
If I can get out of my cave enough to care
We can trade cuz she gave me all this mania to spare
Spider legs tapping on the windowsills
Try your best handing out the schizo pills
I keep switching quills for stitching skills
Each week missing out on heaps of enriching deals
Black soda, my soul numb, need to get some feels
Crack open a cold one like a lich in heels
The selection feels measly, I’m lost so
A cynic and an honest man meet at a crossroad
Ransacked sanity
Dance through the labyrinth of grandad vanity
A latchkey kid still attached to humanity
The catch is a bucket full of crabs is a madman’s family
I remember finding this on YouTube randomly back in 2018 n I had it on repeat since then until as of recently I bought it, I have a lot of good memories with this tape n it’s helped a ton, hope your doing good bro bro. 🙌🏾💜 damirr47!