DVN - Tundra lyrics

[Intro: Earl Sweatshirt] But… I'm still too stupid to be political… I'll deal with… things of that nature after I do some ignorant sh** first cause I'm still very young [Verse 1: Jimmy Luna] Tie these lyrics down with chastity And start fastening before calamities unravel, Bing is no longer a thing Don't have to Ask if I'm the king, cause i'll show you the results So just kneel and kiss the ring And there's no need to revolt cause the Chrome will Google for naps quick This Acid Rappin' beat hara**-a**a**in reacts swift and that's it.. I'm lyin' cuz I'm no where near average just by my actions you'd probably think I'm arachnid (What that is?) Exactly, now go make me a sandwich And while you're at it you should Kraft you up a real f**in' talent I'm Charles Manson on the mic My light effects you like a cyc The meanest fiend, the darkest scene, and on latrineses when I rhyme The pendulum is catapulted, insults are sort of like pencils can make a stencil, but then you lose em' all with no emotion… Lotion on the skin unless it gets the hose again, and no one knows ya' man, you're friend of friend so you don't get to mend I tend to not surrend, I am the sh** you put in your syringe Inject your abdomen with all my Kis like I'm in Kaio-ken Defense is lookin' rugged like a dune buggy, bucket punted as I chucked a nugget of this nut inside my chummy puppet… No strings attached, in my hands like silly put Pimpin' for the bucks, send a Rudolph like it's Pizza Hut This is treason bruh, I'm cheatin' physics like I levitate I never hesitate I meditate and then I f** it up… Let it marinate, bullets start to serenade the house where ya' parents stay Leave em' in the carrot state (What the parrots say man?) They say they like it when I rhyme like this In a time like this where the mind tries sh** Third Eye dies quick so they rather just sit gives a guy like this A lot of lies to shift to the side where myths stay inside their niche.. Question everything and Tribe is the gang, Third Eye will forever reign precipitate the game.. This is c**aine mixed with propane at a Colts game with Cobain There's no stains when I'm k**in' em' with no shame, no mames (You said that wrong) Settled for a lame but there's no names There's was no games… played (Uh Yeah) (IGH!) [Outro: Earl Sweatshirt] I seen a 3 year old who didn't really know how to speak, but who fully knew how to use an iPad the other day… How socially retarded… kids are about to be There's no hope, I watch documentaries on how Global Warming is gonna f** us up all the time… You just gotta do ya' thang' while you're alive