The Contraptionists - Awkward lyrics

[Hook: Suburban Truth] I wanna k** you I really like you dude But I know what you did I wanna fight you dude But even though I'm talking bout you It's awkward I don't know what to do it's awkward It's awkward This is really awkward Awkward It's awkward [Verse 1: Suburban Truth] Here's a recipe for disaster Using your flow to boil you bu*ter you up Drop you into the pan to oil you Between the gra** and soil too Use your plans to foil you I wanna take you to dinner and poison you But the check's on me I got enough reward points So the next one's free Pretend to spot me then you drop me Try'na flex on me? I'm at your neck on three But here's a couple extra dollars Cause your tank's on E Don't you bank on me though You back-stabbing dagger jabber Whack rap swagger jacker Fat stack grabber It was silly to think this could last though He fishing for the catch the cash flow Giving me sh** Lickity split What you expecting from the presence of an a**hole I'd rather have coal as black as your damn soul Your name is on my wish list And my Christmas gift list You screwed me like a mistress With all my wishes dismissed But oh well There goes my two cents I'm done with you nuisance I'm out for some new cents I know you have my back Cause you've been stabbing that God damnit man You're lucky I ain't into battle rap [Hook: Suburban Truth]