BOTHERED - Lavender lyrics

[Verse 1: BOTHERED] You make me sick, I make music Gotta take what ya get, gotta make it through this I ain't picky nor fussy, just not hungry, I let the food sit And watch these brain deads who ain't been feds' drool drip Its demeaning, thinking, you can beat this ZENUWAFU army Try to clean up our artistry, we'll leave you eatin belgian waffles soggy Bleedin out your arteries in the hottest heat you start to see Youre in the dark in defeat, sweatin cause you forget youre dressed with your heart on ya sleeve Have to fall to realize you had it all, never played you I practiced yall It dont take ma**ive balls to do half the sh** we're makin happen although You gotta be competent, have confidence and be stocked with lots of it I dont give a f** bout nada except what bothered thinks In this lavender field I laugh until I feel at zen No need to pretend, f** those men who preach but lack practicin the schpiels they said We're ideal, we'll actually fill the zeal back into your head Its surreal, here I reveal Julian [Verse 2: Julian The Great] Julian's in zen now how'd he get there Howdy to tortoise cause I am the hare I did not care or nor did I share You know that's it's rare woohoo like ric flair Woohoo I'm cuckoo not for cocoa puffs more of a fruit loop Did you not see the YouTube or 5k I don't speak to 2 views Not a gun person but I will still shoot you All these n***as stink worst than dodo I know I'm great don't dap me up a**hole can't you tell I'm not your f**ing dude dude So Far from the top but still flying just like I skydived Your girl went blind when she gave my dick a huge high five Looking for the competition can't find like eye spy Imma be the new face of hippies just like a tie dye Talk to the crew if you wanna be wise guy You get that wise guy The pa**ions gone I feel oh so dread Threading these lyrics maybe I can be ahead The brains a great function but f**ed in my head I was suppost to blow by now I was so mislead Ripping my hair out wishing I was dead Fled when they heard I told I would spread This is all I can say I'm cla**ified like Ned T told me to ketchup I told him I don't like red [Verse 3: Ascetic (as Trey)] As we go on in life what to expect A dead end job apartment and some rent Owing people money, they just collect All the dreams and hope you have, you just forget We all die at the age of 18 A job a license and a personal dream We can't obtain it because society grieves Expectation is society's being Expecting you to get a job, have some kids and get married All the things we cannot do because we all have our own means f** with ZEN gang you will see being happy is pretty easy Kick it with the right people and free yourself of the chains of history f** the past and let it be, welcome to our clergy [Verse 4: Nightmare] But f** that sh** with Pope Paul VI Talent hid, hard public dicks Walking 'round with gats near dicks, sh**s tucked in hope it don't slip Cooking chicken for a living, hoping rap sh** takes off given All my potential and lack of parentals up in my mental Swimming in my f**ing money but this pool ain't feeling deep Popping pills for funnies, haven't eaten a full meal in weeks Skinnier than the weights taken off slim b**h physique Man Im sorry for the wait, ZEN, N.C, Marezen in my dreams I'm a sight to see when you go right to sleep, this nightmare fights so violently Surreptitiously eviscerating kids viciously, plotting k**s suspiciously and quietly Forgotten twills in this cloth covered society, I'm baraka with grills, mortally slicing all the frying sheep Now that I'm flying, I'm so happy that I'm crying I will never f**ing crash, I just wish your a** could fly with me A thousand miles houred in my sleep, zooming past the f**ing cowered sheep