DOGGOD - Vile Lines lyrics

I'm a maniac and a bohemian This a bullet straight through your cranium I'm way out of line creating a gap In the space time continuum Usually I have a plan in mind before i continue But this time around i don't know what i'll do if revenue dont come soon And off this rap sh** im hoping that a fat sum will bloom Proud to say that i spark in the light i've been Fighting since i was wrapped in my mothers womb I'm a spartan seeking glory or at least the world at my thumb Go rigor mortis fore i modulate morbid spores through your forehead Forging my heart into a gorely Offering and i've having insolent thoughts more often He's sick as f** the kid needing a coffin A super villain my nemesis society I'm a marvelous maverick i'm your favorite deity The aboriginal god never did bring you anxiety But i'm bringing you more than variety This the same flow that corrupted the hierarchy Broke as f** but i'm still spitting fire Propelled by bare feet and and old tire And the goal that in a couple years Ill be worth more than a gold spire My knuckles hold the key if this is worthwhile Cold officials is telling me im im the most vile I should quit I know my rights I know my wrongs My pride my goals I fight i fall My soul is torn My word is gold This world is cold Im preaching scrolls Im preping for this war I'm reaching for my sword And Shredding motherf**ers till they RIP I say Searching deep inside me for a script I'm Changing opponent by the second hoping A door open and instead of finding an agnostic broke host Or and old ghost i find a ninja that's equipped You're aiming for my corpse while i'm aiming right to your clip Channeling energy to your inner core Having intercourse with your insides till you enter my realm of course A sinister menace changing its course from being A humanoid fiend to being a god [hook] You're just a pathetic pathogen crossing my path I'd rather pa** to your offer than open my trap and axe why You prefer a slow oxygen torture when i opt you the option of Chopping your head off with an ax Im the chemical accident that happens to be acensiding into an Intellectual iconic a**et with access to summon karma Its ironic that i'm raw as f** when my lips are covered in magma Im a real a** MC but im still abtract Im the omnipotent celestial being traveling galaxies Im a walking talking dizaster My dream is to annex the world with a cannon Shooting thunderbolts with enough voltage that's kind of Uncanny enough to disrupt the spirit world I give a f** about the cost I'm a newborn baby on menopause I'm cold i'm hot i was born lost But smart and Spitting supernatural Receding away from transit Speeding creating collateral damage and sh** Your still in your pajamas when my childhood is vanishing You know you losing when you bring lucifer in I'm a translucent pupil i see right through that crucifix Your low self esteem is proved when you drinking that 2 percent I resent people bragging they wealthy when they're pushing cents Lately i've been losing sleep looking over the moon You can say i'm a lunatic [Hook] Its the messiah here to re pioneer rap science I'm a meson a pion a product of electrons and ions A mess of an exon and science And i've been OD'ing on silence I rule the earth and the skies A scavenger seeking the prize Im sweet and sour here to devour the audience Im compiling resilience recycling thought and a conscience Constantly told im a novice so im trying to make it thrilling Just k**ing an artist and frying his brain on a sk**et Peeling rhymes off the dome you know i stay in the kitchen And im going into this sh** With shaking hands and crippled legs I ain't doing no triple X Cocaine oxy or Ex I ain't auctioning lyrical texts Im just here rallying up Hypocritical insects My power is enough to instantly annihilate a whole race of aliens Rapping by instinct Ender my allias Your gender is meaningless I'm renderings my sk**s till they're robust and tender enough to make you Throw up or go nuts or blow up or break up your romance Im not interested in s**ual interests Ya'll b**hes are cli*oris Ya'll b**hes too sensitive This the word straight from the intergalactic executive You should forfeit before my warship come through What'll you do if the scape exit is ruptured Im facing the front yet i'm looking right at ya Or rather rear ending your fracture And im going coup d'etat This is a cul-de-sac Cold enough to recuperate rap You'll see me rapping until your favorites are sitting in a pool of blood I'm gonna give you clues to recuse from misuse of art Cause these rappers and third parties White old man and so called artists Just make me wanna sit on a cloud in they sky And sh** on your garbage f** a disguise i'm showing my face to the public I rebound bullets then check his autopsy Dont press the panic bu*ton yet just don't forget Who i am Im doggod b**h