CPSL0CK - Afro lyrics

Lord knows I got these demons steady dancing on they tippy toes Trading souls for tobacco and tootsie rolls Immaculate to behold The Crowns made of cooper and some foolish gold Sniffle home Burning like a running nose Smell of salt water and a couple carca**es Might cop the pound the price is right i'm on my Bob Barker sh** Dutches down the middle with Future ted talking kids Home is feeling lonely like a dead mans apartment is My Brain compartment is now overrun with memories Neurons fire down the spine creeping like a centipede Heads of a hydra take they place on my centerpiece You talking in your sleep then you need to get some better weed Please do not pretend with me No time for fake smiles Ironic since I seem dish 'em all the time Tell these n***as stop complaining You've been in the face of greatness Burning flags negating praises of f**ing amazing graces And I'll get the sh** kraken (Crackin) Like a sea beast with tentatcles Eyes on a slant until I'm peeping through peripherals It's awkward Don't Bother The souls in my casa Been Lost in this void Drippin frozen hot lava Watch your temper cuz I'm quick to throw a tantrum Sick of hearing all these dogs bark about they f**ing handguns Gimme cash fast holding tracks up for ransom Been spitting like a lunatic I'm on my Charles Manson Yelling Dear white Jesus can you help me k** my enemies Half the time we all become who we pretend to be I singing dear white Jesus can you help me k** my enemies Cuz half the time we all become who we pretend to be