The AVP - Blood Lyrics

Men are but flesh and blood
They know their doom, but not the hour
In this, I'm blessed to see the hour of my death
To face my apportioned fate, then fall
Yeah
Look, got well wishes
Sweet as hell, got swell switches
I'm addicted to a lot of shell visits
Of frigid skin, 'cause I dwell in it
Well, in a cell in it
I'm grinnin', he acts so in Hell with it
So it's take over, with eyes hidden
The day's over, bitch, night's killing
And bro's socially quiet, crickets
Dose to f*ckin' retire the livin'
And hazy, huh, tired of switching
Skin gets f*cked, blood's wired for winnin'
I'm done, huh, lazy run
Strange looks, in a war of tongues
And tethered ones, are just born in fun
And I'm present, so I guess fork the junk
You tour the trunk, what a rumbling bridge
And pessimist's luck, it stole the gig
A deficit's rough, the bro within
Then pops out, doublin' crimson skin
It's thick and thin, quick fixes, elicit wins, what a spin cycle
So sickenin', wired roles, straight bickerin', and fired quotes
So interesting, pardon the choice
A bad man's rivaling model and voice
A timid kid, with a model of noise
It's no wonder he's an obvious toy
With zippers down
Deuces, tick-tocks, hittin' grounds
And winnin' rounds, threats that linger
Dips in pounds, middle fingers
Addictions, to stitchin' frowns
Drown with fishes, a bitch's crown
Enrich these skippers, swing to swound
And sheets so stained, we paintin' clowns
Damn, persuaded
So old, still downgraded
To blow holes, gets frowns faded
But oh-no, got the crowd waitin'
So, now what? Unlocked crown haters
Got two figments, and loud neighbors
That's two switches, so clouds later
Still two misses, I'll allow prayers
And I'm down a baiter, a sack of fishes
False dictators, all sacrificial
Where's a real hater, not artificial
Still a deal breaker, superficial
And real havens, they got you nervous
So topsy-turvy, you rock a circus
Get taxidermied, a face so worth it
If only you would surpass the surface
All these written mottos
Dick in hotties, you ain't dick to swallow
And pick apart these aficionados
Hit and vamos, I pizzicato
On desperados, sit in silence
I guess I'll borrow that rich compliance
Quit the sorrows, ain't shit with silence
We sick of tryin', ain't shit inspirin'
It's death and dyin', take the former
A breath so biased, I cold shoulder
Shove deep floaters, it's worth the cryin'
They just a donor, don't need 'em lyin'
Well-spoken, seize giants
Teeth aligned, easy alliance
In grins, give his ass some guidance
And sense, bitches don't model Midas
Or pens, just cells inside us
To bleed out, 'cause death excites us
To breathe out, one should delight us
You keep out wisdom, blood's a riot
Huh, I'd rather not, fool
Pins and tattoos, skin done sought you
It's wings upon you, and wins, you ought you
Extend your triumph, and know we got you
Know we watchin'
Kamikaze, your ass is botchin'
Like, sure departure, ain't no one stoppin'
F*ck the margin, ain't no enlargin'
We one, shell's askin' for it
Shit, he's gaggin' for it
With glints in cycles, casket forests
And bitches, miles, long line of tourists
We done