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Damnchristian! - Weeping Angels/Laughing Demons Lyrics




Yeah
I feel like Optimus Prime, got f*ckin wheels on my behind
I be speeding down the 5 with the police up in my sights
Tryna be free but it's bout time I f*ckin feel some type of way about a damn thing
Cause everything's got me wondering why
The f*ck I feel like I'm on fire, it's probably
'Cause I am when I write these mo'f*ckin rhymes, got me up thinking again
How I should see my f*ckin psych and go get f*ckin penciled in
So I can tell him I feel shit crawling under my skin
Torture for my sins, I got so f*ckin many it's so crazy
I'm a lunatic, throw me in the loony bin, I'm through with this
I'm looting bitches looking for keys to a f*ckin newer whip
So I can do the shit in the dash, while I'm steady schoolin' em
Shooting them all up with the drug that's my f*ckin bars
Cause man I swear to God I'm f*ckin homicidal when I'm armed
Got my armor round my heart filled with motherf*ckin dishonor
Dropping all em so I'm gonna see motherf*ckin nirvana
Up to my neck, get no respect, f*ck with the best
You gon' get f*ckin checked, over the head, with my f*ckin kicks
I stomp on your face, kick in your chest
God up in the flesh, you best go repent, who's f*ckin next, for their f*ckin death
I'm just tryna pay rent by spitting, I'm never mo'f*ckin quitting
So f*ckin hot, gotta lift my mixtape with oven mittens
Got rhymes, they're f*ckin written in Bibles cause all my shit is divine
Pull out your britches from your ass and stop the bitchin'
I'm shittin' all on the mic, don't want you to f*ckin like it
I'm honestly f*ckin tired of everyone tryna find
Every reason to f*ckin whine about me and my f*ckin life
So eat shit and f*ckin die 'cause I heard it the last time
It's bout f*ckin damn time, been waiting the last nine years for y'all to shut your mouth
Seems everything's damn fine
I'm taking the f*ckin world and I'll tell em the land's mine
Blowing out your f*ckin ears til you speaking in hand signs
I'll blow like a land mine, you slow like a landline if you think any otherwise
I'll f*ck the world in the butt
I'm caressing her upper thighs, I'm wild like a homeless mutt just to mo'f*ckin summarize
I'm out of my f*ckin mind
You can see through my colored eyes, no matter my mother tries to pick me up
I'm f*ckin fried, on the road to f*ckin demise
I lost the last of my hope just the other mo'f*ckin night
Like shit's in another castle that's guarded by f*ckin knights
I know I'm a f*ckin asshole, being motherf*ckin nice is some shit that I never mastered
Rather get f*ckin plastered
Sobriety's too much hassle, feel like I'm f*ckin shackled but my wrists are f*ckin fragile
Got f*ckin lighter burns
Up and down my damn calves, so you try to f*ck with me, see who gets the last laugh
F*cked up the past half
Of my life taking cat naps like my spirit's at half mast, shout-out the lab staff
Making the motherf*cking drugs and shit
Only f*ckin reason I'm alive still is the substances, dumbed my ass down
Until I'm feeling f*ckin numb again
Just to get my mind off all those dumb as f*ck injustices I've suffered
Though I know that I really ain't f*ckin suffered shit
Only thing I wonder is where the f*ck does the time go
When you find yourself slowly dying and going psycho
Tryna ensure that I don't crash like I'm f*ckin Geico, 'swhy I write
When I'm gone though it's f*ckin full of typos
I'm so motherf*ckin fed up with my luck
And feeling like my life is sucking so I put it in productions
My life's under construction, falls apart all of a sudden
Cause some motherf*cker uppercuts it, causing destruction
But that f*cker was me, just a sucker who needs
To get his thoughts out on the paper and wears his heart on his sleeve
Though I'm failing at everything I f*ckin gotta believe
That going through all of this grief making make me not wanna leave, ya know?
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Yeah
I feel like Optimus Prime, got f*ckin wheels on my behind
I be speeding down the 5 with the police up in my sights
Tryna be free but it's bout time I f*ckin feel some type of way about a damn thing
Cause everything's got me wondering why
The f*ck I feel like I'm on fire, it's probably
'Cause I am when I write these mo'f*ckin rhymes, got me up thinking again
How I should see my f*ckin psych and go get f*ckin penciled in
So I can tell him I feel shit crawling under my skin
Torture for my sins, I got so f*ckin many it's so crazy
I'm a lunatic, throw me in the loony bin, I'm through with this
I'm looting bitches looking for keys to a f*ckin newer whip
So I can do the shit in the dash, while I'm steady schoolin' em
Shooting them all up with the drug that's my f*ckin bars
Cause man I swear to God I'm f*ckin homicidal when I'm armed
Got my armor round my heart filled with motherf*ckin dishonor
Dropping all em so I'm gonna see motherf*ckin nirvana
Up to my neck, get no respect, f*ck with the best
You gon' get f*ckin checked, over the head, with my f*ckin kicks
I stomp on your face, kick in your chest
God up in the flesh, you best go repent, who's f*ckin next, for their f*ckin death
I'm just tryna pay rent by spitting, I'm never mo'f*ckin quitting
So f*ckin hot, gotta lift my mixtape with oven mittens
Got rhymes, they're f*ckin written in Bibles cause all my shit is divine
Pull out your britches from your ass and stop the bitchin'
I'm shittin' all on the mic, don't want you to f*ckin like it
I'm honestly f*ckin tired of everyone tryna find
Every reason to f*ckin whine about me and my f*ckin life
So eat shit and f*ckin die 'cause I heard it the last time
It's bout f*ckin damn time, been waiting the last nine years for y'all to shut your mouth
Seems everything's damn fine
I'm taking the f*ckin world and I'll tell em the land's mine
Blowing out your f*ckin ears til you speaking in hand signs
I'll blow like a land mine, you slow like a landline if you think any otherwise
I'll f*ck the world in the butt
I'm caressing her upper thighs, I'm wild like a homeless mutt just to mo'f*ckin summarize
I'm out of my f*ckin mind
You can see through my colored eyes, no matter my mother tries to pick me up
I'm f*ckin fried, on the road to f*ckin demise
I lost the last of my hope just the other mo'f*ckin night
Like shit's in another castle that's guarded by f*ckin knights
I know I'm a f*ckin asshole, being motherf*ckin nice is some shit that I never mastered
Rather get f*ckin plastered
Sobriety's too much hassle, feel like I'm f*ckin shackled but my wrists are f*ckin fragile
Got f*ckin lighter burns
Up and down my damn calves, so you try to f*ck with me, see who gets the last laugh
F*cked up the past half
Of my life taking cat naps like my spirit's at half mast, shout-out the lab staff
Making the motherf*cking drugs and shit
Only f*ckin reason I'm alive still is the substances, dumbed my ass down
Until I'm feeling f*ckin numb again
Just to get my mind off all those dumb as f*ck injustices I've suffered
Though I know that I really ain't f*ckin suffered shit
Only thing I wonder is where the f*ck does the time go
When you find yourself slowly dying and going psycho
Tryna ensure that I don't crash like I'm f*ckin Geico, 'swhy I write
When I'm gone though it's f*ckin full of typos
I'm so motherf*ckin fed up with my luck
And feeling like my life is sucking so I put it in productions
My life's under construction, falls apart all of a sudden
Cause some motherf*cker uppercuts it, causing destruction
But that f*cker was me, just a sucker who needs
To get his thoughts out on the paper and wears his heart on his sleeve
Though I'm failing at everything I f*ckin gotta believe
That going through all of this grief making make me not wanna leave, ya know?
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Writer: Christian Mueller
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