In a octagon of fire
I'ma off myself like Budd Dwyer, riding in a Oscar Meyer
Really uninspired, by what I see
But I guess it's up to me to do what needs done
And the deed is dirty, you knew not to flirt with death
I just looked it in the face and punched it till there's nothing left
F*ck that skeleton, what's left of him? There's nothin' left of me
The sentiment's murky as some grease
Whatchu see when your eyes are closed?
You may see darkness and morbid things that anyone can't compose
Into words, but that's just up to you, and what you have that you use
And may choose to break through the fourth wall
Chickens get pinned like I'm Scott Hall
Goin' retarded while know-it-alls write this in the books for y'all to understand
But f*ck that- HUH?!
Life is what you make it; and I stir the shit, so let the shit spread
Yeah, let the shit spread
Give f*ck 'bout all that shit you sayin' 'coz
Nothing's left in the end, we just in a mental fringe
Just another file for the bin, uh
We plot it out, we dial in
Just to do it all again
(What the hell's that?)
(His name's "Oddball".)
(I got 3 Shermans outside...)
(Yeah? What outfit?)
(Right now, I don't have any outfit.)
(Who's your commanding officer?)
(He got decapitated by an 88 about, 6 weeks ago...)
I give the sheriff a cigarette facial, down some Drāno
Tippin' my hat to a minotaur
When I did it, I did it with a smile
Stayed a while in the office waitin' for his jakes and when they came in the room
They had more than M16's
They had some shit I ain't seen, with gasmasks on
It was like, the shit I been waiting for, like on TV
But they ain't know I had the detonator, ready to press the button
Oh! The nuke is goin' off now
It's like "Mars Attacks!" now
French kiss my dick, ciao!
Mm
Ugh
My job stabbed me in the f*ckin' back
I punched the boss man and popped another Atarax
And Alyxx looked the other way, I stole a sub sandwich
See if I manage to not grab Terri's ass
She lookin' kind of thick tho, bank account overweight
Got enough currency to make a few mistakes
"Your mother told me you were born with a katana sheath"
"And if you want to raise then we should chop it on your hour break"
She made me a man in the manager's office
And it was quite a show, I wish the cameras had caught it
There was a money shot, I think her mandible caught it
She gave me stellar head, don't think nobody could top it, ugh
And now it's 3:26 and I'm
Off the clock, I'm speeding home to write some evil shit
In the car, spit a bar, thinking that I'm devious for
Tipping power imbalances just to get my penis licked
A real deviant, here to start a scene and shit
I sent the Queen a pic, I'm f*cking with a regal bitch
Jaded Deus, like, humanity don't seem to fit
So, nowadays I'm doing what it takes for me to bleed a bit, ugh
And stop f*ckin' calling me "Tyler Sweatshirt"
It's "Envy Black", nigga
Crown Fam, Blvck $h33p
F*ck these niggas talkin' 'bout?
The Boocklub - oddball outlaws (feat. Thy Comedian & Envy Black) Lyrics
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In a octagon of fire
I'ma off myself like Budd Dwyer, riding in a Oscar Meyer
Really uninspired, by what I see
But I guess it's up to me to do what needs done
And the deed is dirty, you knew not to flirt with death
I just looked it in the face and punched it till there's nothing left
F*ck that skeleton, what's left of him? There's nothin' left of me
The sentiment's murky as some grease
Whatchu see when your eyes are closed?
You may see darkness and morbid things that anyone can't compose
Into words, but that's just up to you, and what you have that you use
And may choose to break through the fourth wall
Chickens get pinned like I'm Scott Hall
Goin' retarded while know-it-alls write this in the books for y'all to understand
But f*ck that- HUH?!
Life is what you make it; and I stir the shit, so let the shit spread
Yeah, let the shit spread
Give f*ck 'bout all that shit you sayin' 'coz
Nothing's left in the end, we just in a mental fringe
Just another file for the bin, uh
We plot it out, we dial in
Just to do it all again
(What the hell's that?)
(His name's "Oddball".)
(I got 3 Shermans outside...)
(Yeah? What outfit?)
(Right now, I don't have any outfit.)
(Who's your commanding officer?)
(He got decapitated by an 88 about, 6 weeks ago...)
I give the sheriff a cigarette facial, down some Drāno
Tippin' my hat to a minotaur
When I did it, I did it with a smile
Stayed a while in the office waitin' for his jakes and when they came in the room
They had more than M16's
They had some shit I ain't seen, with gasmasks on
It was like, the shit I been waiting for, like on TV
But they ain't know I had the detonator, ready to press the button
Oh! The nuke is goin' off now
It's like "Mars Attacks!" now
French kiss my dick, ciao!
Mm
Ugh
My job stabbed me in the f*ckin' back
I punched the boss man and popped another Atarax
And Alyxx looked the other way, I stole a sub sandwich
See if I manage to not grab Terri's ass
She lookin' kind of thick tho, bank account overweight
Got enough currency to make a few mistakes
"Your mother told me you were born with a katana sheath"
"And if you want to raise then we should chop it on your hour break"
She made me a man in the manager's office
And it was quite a show, I wish the cameras had caught it
There was a money shot, I think her mandible caught it
She gave me stellar head, don't think nobody could top it, ugh
And now it's 3:26 and I'm
Off the clock, I'm speeding home to write some evil shit
In the car, spit a bar, thinking that I'm devious for
Tipping power imbalances just to get my penis licked
A real deviant, here to start a scene and shit
I sent the Queen a pic, I'm f*cking with a regal bitch
Jaded Deus, like, humanity don't seem to fit
So, nowadays I'm doing what it takes for me to bleed a bit, ugh
And stop f*ckin' calling me "Tyler Sweatshirt"
It's "Envy Black", nigga
Crown Fam, Blvck $h33p
F*ck these niggas talkin' 'bout?
I'ma off myself like Budd Dwyer, riding in a Oscar Meyer
Really uninspired, by what I see
But I guess it's up to me to do what needs done
And the deed is dirty, you knew not to flirt with death
I just looked it in the face and punched it till there's nothing left
F*ck that skeleton, what's left of him? There's nothin' left of me
The sentiment's murky as some grease
Whatchu see when your eyes are closed?
You may see darkness and morbid things that anyone can't compose
Into words, but that's just up to you, and what you have that you use
And may choose to break through the fourth wall
Chickens get pinned like I'm Scott Hall
Goin' retarded while know-it-alls write this in the books for y'all to understand
But f*ck that- HUH?!
Life is what you make it; and I stir the shit, so let the shit spread
Yeah, let the shit spread
Give f*ck 'bout all that shit you sayin' 'coz
Nothing's left in the end, we just in a mental fringe
Just another file for the bin, uh
We plot it out, we dial in
Just to do it all again
(What the hell's that?)
(His name's "Oddball".)
(I got 3 Shermans outside...)
(Yeah? What outfit?)
(Right now, I don't have any outfit.)
(Who's your commanding officer?)
(He got decapitated by an 88 about, 6 weeks ago...)
I give the sheriff a cigarette facial, down some Drāno
Tippin' my hat to a minotaur
When I did it, I did it with a smile
Stayed a while in the office waitin' for his jakes and when they came in the room
They had more than M16's
They had some shit I ain't seen, with gasmasks on
It was like, the shit I been waiting for, like on TV
But they ain't know I had the detonator, ready to press the button
Oh! The nuke is goin' off now
It's like "Mars Attacks!" now
French kiss my dick, ciao!
Mm
Ugh
My job stabbed me in the f*ckin' back
I punched the boss man and popped another Atarax
And Alyxx looked the other way, I stole a sub sandwich
See if I manage to not grab Terri's ass
She lookin' kind of thick tho, bank account overweight
Got enough currency to make a few mistakes
"Your mother told me you were born with a katana sheath"
"And if you want to raise then we should chop it on your hour break"
She made me a man in the manager's office
And it was quite a show, I wish the cameras had caught it
There was a money shot, I think her mandible caught it
She gave me stellar head, don't think nobody could top it, ugh
And now it's 3:26 and I'm
Off the clock, I'm speeding home to write some evil shit
In the car, spit a bar, thinking that I'm devious for
Tipping power imbalances just to get my penis licked
A real deviant, here to start a scene and shit
I sent the Queen a pic, I'm f*cking with a regal bitch
Jaded Deus, like, humanity don't seem to fit
So, nowadays I'm doing what it takes for me to bleed a bit, ugh
And stop f*ckin' calling me "Tyler Sweatshirt"
It's "Envy Black", nigga
Crown Fam, Blvck $h33p
F*ck these niggas talkin' 'bout?
Writer: Joseph Popken, Grimoire Black
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid