Weird Friends - Housemeister

I ain’t like ya’ll, I’m into weird shit

I’m in the back getting weird with my weird friends

Hugging the bass line, Hopin' you feel this

And these rhymes ain’t tight, they are terrorish

And that girl’s not white, she’s an anarchist

And we float like kites through your turbulence

Born our throats slit

Self-stitched raised to aim over it

Soldier with no king

War with the war on me

I am more than this world lets me be

So I be like a beast

Let em bleed

Let me see through the fear man

I don’t even live here!

Self taught

Wrong

Barrel on no kings y’all come along

We never trying to be the best at some bullshit

Naw let the rest crawl

I’mma get out right now

This world’s got a whole lot of locked doors

We decided not to live here anymore

Find a way to trade tragic for savage

We insist on a life less average

This world’s got a whole lot of locked doors

We decided not to live here anymore

Picked though the norm

Didn’t fit

Didn’t stick to the script

Didn’t care

We don’t even live here

We ain’t like them, we into weird shit

Me and my friends disappear when the lights hit

Roach wag, same kinda path

Stash no crap trying to gag in your Coach bag

For laughs, something about your money

Trust no rich folks empty out the tummy on your math

That’s how I feel about that

Back to that good old fashioned class warfare

Ain’t enough, and the cash got the young punks

Stab any rapper and laugh when he piss blood

So human, all flawed

Found my world trying to test those odds

Best flows chose for the wreck not the rep

When the set’s done no one’s up next

And no one’s upset

And no one holds breath anymore, right?

Bolt cutter, box cutter, brick

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