Sweethearts - Bent lyrics

Bent [Verse 1: Sweetheartz] You judgemental dipsh**s read me all wrong Come here, I'll catch you up with my underground song My cut is fresh like what is it? Hotter than, harder than, no nothing matches it The sideways glance of a s** maniac's not half as advanced As the whip when I crack this plan, you retract Excuse me, did I give something up? Pretend I was someone else, or let you dictate the make of my stuff? Now I didn't say I've never taken one for the team But to play me in the alley without anybody seeing When my balconies are full of chum It's a whole nother thing to hold your tongue It's just me, it's alright. So what? I would have fought you some But now I'm iller than royals mixed in bacardi and rum Your punk a** so bright you must know what you did f**ing with that chick's sister like you're having her kid You got me bent over a balcony You got me bent over a balcony like I'm hanging a bat But I'm kinda inna your boy. So what? I'm not f**ing sorry for that You're a carbon copy with a different horoscope Hit me up like I didn't know he was dope Because my idioms flirtation you think I won't t-trip you and your friends Drop kick you from my kitchen across the alley into a fence I'm against you from the start, manufacturing your abuse Your tearing up and I'm not finished with you, dawg, there's no excuse Skoosh your friend for you, duche. Shock, you're dryer than chalk I'll drown you in your drink, and beat your head on the sidewalk Recesitate you with one toke of my venemous breath Then peel back your eyelids so you can witness your d**h If you were feeling guilty at any time, maybe you should have just said "Uncle." But your just a hipster wearing chains now playing disks like Garfunkle You remember the time? You got me bent over a balcony You remember the time you pa**ed out with your shoes on and got tatooed With a sharpie? Them big fat dicks they drew suited you like a portrait dude I'm not saying I don't enjoy a good piece of body art But that's the only peace with you that I am willing to start So let's talk about your feelings now, huh, are you offended? Man, I'm giving you the finger because your silence don't end it Is it appropo to tell it to this tool you think he'd hear it? I'll break my wrist on his pretty face, smack him so hard he won't know what hit him Man, I'm prepared to pay you a visit, and I f**ed your friend What's gotten into you, you get your name signed in your giz yet? Or are you scared stiff cus I'm not putting up a front? You've got one life to live and I'm moving on like virgin c*nt I don't give a damn. We don't give a f** You two got eachother, you both know how to duck You got me bent over a balcony