Leak Bros

Leak Bros - G.o.d. lyrics

rate me

You're time has run out, scum

God have mercy on your dirty soul

So you must die

[Cage]

I'm draggin my brain through the mud

Spillin blue blood, pull a filter out you love

Bottles stashed in each finger in my two gloves

A few tubs, filled with that shit that turn you killer

Adrenaline gland under my tounge, ripped out a gorilla brain

Still insane, but I feel the pain better

Too fucked up off this Jesus piss to get my shit together

In a fog, get probbed, reluctantly I've grown zero

Each one of my nerve endings switching with my bonemarrow

The scenory surrounding me isn't really reality

Atleast that's what I tell myself to get it out of me

The quest to find my inner uglyness is over

The secret to my failure is easer than being sober

If my self loathing hatred killing your high yet

Just cop the bundle, dude was like "I don't know how you didn't die yet"

I'm mortal with water, I'm borderline, this border nine

I painted pop art with a fucking bucket of corporate minds

[Cage]

If evil decides today he left her sucking on the guns

She put what she thought on the wall and left her tounge

These secrecy I say want crunches to come

No ditches to dig, the streets are cookin, with nowhere to run

Son a, Senator dies today, he put too much in the blunt

They left him leaking on the floor with liquid in his lungs

I'm stuck with these lies to say

Why bring a daughter or son into a planet

that you paying to drink the water from

[Tame One]

Sherming like Nutty Professor flicks

With the most toxic narcotics

I'm like Keith Murray, illiotic with product

Leak like security breaches

With reefers you smell from long distance

The wet takes the breath of strong-windeds

I never intended to recommend the sins we doing

But people already assuming I'm high as Witney Houston

Accumulated more dust than maids and a butler

Fuck a broom, you need mops to sop up in my rubber room

Bring in the pain, I sing in the rain like Gene Kelly

In between tellys, puffin listerine jelly

With smelly drugs, mentally bugged, high as I ever been

Peer pressuring, weird speciments with adrenaline

Hostile for days, needing hospital stays

to dry my skelleton, after what's in my system settles in

I fake my own death to get wet, leaking effect

Because I'm good for putting water on weed like Chia-Pets

[Cage]

If evil decides today he left her sucking on the guns

She put what she thought on the wall and left her tounge

These secrecy I say want crunches to come

No ditches to dig, the streets are cookin, with nowhere to run

Son a, Senator dies today, he put too much in the blunt

They left him leaking on the floor with liquid in his lungs

I'm stuck with these lies to say

Why bring a daughter or son into a planet

that you paying to drink the water from

[Cage]

When the madness stops I be approximently open

Lead the horse to water, can't get him to drink it, but smoke it

Am I leading these kids straight to hell? I'm thinking probably

In oddity, not to be listen to outside this odyssey

This album's like a fish, pissing when it's captured

I guess that means it's gonna leak on the net when it's mastered

Hence the title that the guardians of death damned it

That's G.O.D for PCP made from where angels landed

[Tame One]

Let me speak up for the leaked up savages

Time travellers, characters turned over

Blunt soaking sherm doners

The water on the brain long term damage that manage to maintain

Polluted by the purple rain stain

My name's anonymous with embalming a sticky wet

Keeping it fair for the squares that's a dipped cigarette

Biohazardous, blasphemous, angel dust dutches to smoke

With a dubble package like how they do rappers out on Interscope

[Cage]

If evil decides today he left her sucking on the guns

She put what she thought on the wall and left her tounge

These secrecy I say want crunches to come

No ditches to dig, the streets are cookin with nowhere to run

Son a, Senator dies today, he put too much in the blunt

They left him leaking on the floor with liquid in his lungs

I'm stuck with these lies to say

Why bring a daughter or son into a planet

that you paying to drink the water from

Thanks to Mike-o Stein for these lyrics

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