Doc Heller - The First Slit Is The Deepest lyrics

They spit me out Motherf**ers, spit me out Poser punks Faking the funk And all that junk They don't wanna start none with the Dark one I'll choke you with your own intestines You s**er of Satan's co*k You have nothing to brag about You're stuck inside a box Where you'll rot for all eternity You ain't sh** but a herb to me My opinion's don't mean a damn thing, neither do yours I rhyme cos it's in my heart, you do it cos you're drunk and bored Get the f** out of town, or duck down! I ain't playing around Nobody knows what it's like to be the super, to be the loser Behind blue eyes, behind a computer Get a new hobby, carbon copy It's the dawn of a new age Wake up and step out the cave Vanilla skies and no more pain I'll shoot the sh** out of your internet Dennis Leary's a b**h Like those f**ers asking if they played Lynyrd Skynyrd yet I may have to start a fight at this open mic, it's only right You ba*tard's don't deserve the stylings of Darko I've come so far yet so far to go If you praise money you're a f**ing hoe Yes you, with the guns and dope Idiotic, moronic, satanic, who*es Who could have everything and still want more Soon there'll be a ban on helping the poor That filthy devil's winning and it's time to settle the score I mean no harm, only change Not saying I wanna hold arms and chant around a flame You oblivious, stuck on one side of the spectrum hippie With that attitude things'll only get more sh**ty I feel fear, I feel sadness To feel nothing but happy would be madness Appreciate the miserable times as much as the good I think Jesus said something like that, and if not, he should I'm just a bitter motherf**er with a lot of anxiety Sent out some applications but hope nobody hires me I'm sensitized to rejection Lying in my bed of depression It's never-ending, it's nothingness I wanna sleep for infinity and beyond, kick the bucket list Put it in a song I think of all day long, till I hate it Your children are overrated, you should've masturbated If that's the future, you can decapitate me now I'm throwing in the kitchen sink and the towel If I'm lying, I'm flying As you can see my feet are on the ground Oh, No! It's Darko, with a mean mug and a frown You could meet me in purgatory it's going down BET could s** my dick Hot 97 could s** my dick Justin Bieber could die in a ditch Lil Wayne can eat sh** with his ice grill Bill Hicks is my lord and savior Frank Zappa had it right about love