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Anxty - Flip Lyrics



Anxty - Flip Lyrics




Pickin up the pen
Allegories real Orwellian
Twisted, sick empyrean
Poet turned historian
Regime totalitarian
Disguised Machiavellian
Once stuck in Macadelic's head
Still wish that I was f*cking dead

I'm a dread filled deadhead came from hell for bloodshed
'93 went and taught me how to needle through a thread
Now it's in the ether, all my thoughts are going widespread
Gore for flying cuckoos nesting in my head, Venetian red

Back from where I'm from you either end up dead
You sleep in jesus bed, or you f*cked in the head
But like Leo in Inception, I'm a master of perception
Found myself in abjection

No court case poor face

Hung with all discarded kids
Gave me these departing hymns
Musta been what started this
My story real disheartening
School was just a dark abyss
Home was where the artist lived
I guess I'm really cursed with "Chris"
A rotten flower, I dehisce

Yeah
Well, are you sick of me yet
I'm burning my regrets like some sherm cigarettes
Your heads are always nodding
Look like OD acquiesce
The way I coalesce make you wanna regress

I'm parting all the seas throwing gold coated roses
Young buck Moses vernacular real atrocious
Blood: acidosis
Liver failed: cirrhosis
Neurons: toast, psychosis
I'm ANXTY, perfect

They calling me the architect
Injecting all this intellect
Disinfect my dialect
I resurrect in retrospect
Adept with these epithets
Rope loose, kiss the neck
Deconstruct the alphabet and burn it on a Memorex

Feisty white baby from the 90s, raps unlikely
Wisen up my psyche get some love from Aphrodite
She throwing up signs for them black Timbs and Nikes
Can't even resist, she throw me good pussy nightly, yeah

Ain't never wrote a masterpiece
You never even heard of me
Completing all my old and new, unique, physique deformities

A little bit of Socrates
Brought the visions Virgil seas
Exploring new hypotheses
Complex thought without Newspeak

Bit of Tarintino
Mixed with Marty, Pesci, Robbie D
Painting all these houses
Out in Reno, I'm El Niño
Little Nikki in Casino
Practicing tomography
I'm due for an apology
Deconstruct your mental just to figure out cytology
I'll give you the chronology
Doxologies from lobotomies left inside of me
Diagnosed: nosology
Contemplate: ontology
Dark theologies of an introvert psychology, yeah
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Pickin up the pen
Allegories real Orwellian
Twisted, sick empyrean
Poet turned historian
Regime totalitarian
Disguised Machiavellian
Once stuck in Macadelic's head
Still wish that I was f*cking dead

I'm a dread filled deadhead came from hell for bloodshed
'93 went and taught me how to needle through a thread
Now it's in the ether, all my thoughts are going widespread
Gore for flying cuckoos nesting in my head, Venetian red

Back from where I'm from you either end up dead
You sleep in jesus bed, or you f*cked in the head
But like Leo in Inception, I'm a master of perception
Found myself in abjection

No court case poor face

Hung with all discarded kids
Gave me these departing hymns
Musta been what started this
My story real disheartening
School was just a dark abyss
Home was where the artist lived
I guess I'm really cursed with "Chris"
A rotten flower, I dehisce

Yeah
Well, are you sick of me yet
I'm burning my regrets like some sherm cigarettes
Your heads are always nodding
Look like OD acquiesce
The way I coalesce make you wanna regress

I'm parting all the seas throwing gold coated roses
Young buck Moses vernacular real atrocious
Blood: acidosis
Liver failed: cirrhosis
Neurons: toast, psychosis
I'm ANXTY, perfect

They calling me the architect
Injecting all this intellect
Disinfect my dialect
I resurrect in retrospect
Adept with these epithets
Rope loose, kiss the neck
Deconstruct the alphabet and burn it on a Memorex

Feisty white baby from the 90s, raps unlikely
Wisen up my psyche get some love from Aphrodite
She throwing up signs for them black Timbs and Nikes
Can't even resist, she throw me good pussy nightly, yeah

Ain't never wrote a masterpiece
You never even heard of me
Completing all my old and new, unique, physique deformities

A little bit of Socrates
Brought the visions Virgil seas
Exploring new hypotheses
Complex thought without Newspeak

Bit of Tarintino
Mixed with Marty, Pesci, Robbie D
Painting all these houses
Out in Reno, I'm El Niño
Little Nikki in Casino
Practicing tomography
I'm due for an apology
Deconstruct your mental just to figure out cytology
I'll give you the chronology
Doxologies from lobotomies left inside of me
Diagnosed: nosology
Contemplate: ontology
Dark theologies of an introvert psychology, yeah
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Writer: Christopher Johanson
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Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Christopher Johanson

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