CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Misanthropic Exophile

Imagine being put to an endless sleep full of your worst nightmares
All you have is the talent, I call it curse
Miserably suffering in pain and it hurts so much to the point where you might have a chest burst
Play my position
In the shadows I'm lurking
Poisoning your system, perfection
Evil crimes on my mind yet to be committed
Anger building up, I'm evolving
I turn something into nothing
They wanna hear me screaming 'cause the package attracts them the most
I'm sorry but I can't be controlled
When something goes wrong with me, know I nеver asked to be born
Thе offer came in too late, I don't want peace and I'm used to not having it, I want justice
Being kind is being weak
Getting brainsick, sick and tired of this world and everything that comes with it
I'mma drink 'till I blackout, smoke 'till I pass out
Driven so mad, every line is a punchline
Don't have any tats, my scars for life won't allow me yet
Pain tolerant, I just wanna make it worth the aches
What the f**k is fair fight if I just wanna take your life
I ain't tryna prove sh*t
Your traumas pass before your eyes
Think I give a f**k about who's gonna judge me when I die?
Turning supervillain, I'm the harbinger of doom at night
Internet hypebeasts rap for the trend
No surprise they don't like rap music, just the stats
No surprise these poser punks scared to get stained
With my twisted methods I can open death's hand
It's extremely graphic, so brutal to the core
I carry and reload my weapon for the war
Spot 'em on the scope, strictly go for the headpiece
Leave a drastic mark like a hickey