57 Pixels - Pandemonium (Remastered) lyrics

[Hook: 57 Pixels] It's Pandemonium Pour sodium, on a snail so screaming we aren't the only ones You can't condone me, son I've bared more cuts and scars than that of Yogi's son [Verse 1: 57 Pixels] For starters, I'm known as a post-war martyr Imaginary to most like homes owned by Foster A sloucher, known for having the best posture And spittin' a verse that could wreck Yonkers Cause the trucks on the high train never stop And the Dro's out so now we're rolling up paradox Silence all around, megaphone shouting, " Let me talk!" People won't shut up, because I haven't said a lot Oh wow, now I'm the best kind of worthless Everyone wants me, but none has made a purchase Charles Manson, that's a ba*tard I could work with Since Jeepers Creepers decided not to go lurk, b**h Broken gla** wearing, tokin' a** blaring, "Good luck!" To Katie Holmes because Tom Cruise is someone she would f** Here's a shout out to all the famous rappers I could want To meet, to find the nearest edge of a bridge and just jump Cause I'm breaking out this closet it's Monstrous, like I'm straight hanging out with Lochness, this Providence, consist of women who compete in jawing dicks Preposterous, like a throat chalk full of sausages And they say ugly babies grow up to be cute Either I'm still growing or that sh**'s not true Stop fool, just bought a new watch don't make me clock you Never enough time so it seems like I got to stop soon [Verse 2: 57 Pixels/ Not-57 Pixels] Sike! I lied to you And after I slip this in your drink you'll be tired too Drag you over to my place so we can get this excitement though Why you fighting boo? My life of crime and high pride makes me cry to you Marcus my carpet rots with your sisters carca** That I threw in a mosh pit in August to stop it From stinking up my closet. I lost it Yeah I finally gone crazy. Can you blame me? I haven't been allowed outside lately It may seem strangely odd to thank me But I drank the blood of the people you said you hate baby I'm damned see? And no one can help me Tell me how I made a prono of just me and a jail scene Stop mom watch John and I shoot up some of this hellsing What do you mean I'm alone in here? Wheres Chelsea sh**, it turns out it was only me recycling like Wellstin [Hook]