Gigaishu - Home alone lyrics

[Verse 1] Welcome to the palace My name is toad Boys in the back poppin' turds and they pissin' real slow Can i get you a drink or a shroom? Theres a sink in every room If you needa to throw up they're available to you They're not related nor relevant Only help them when the time comes They'll need their UHHH Medicine Pregnant brains so I give'em abortions Fork and knife for their soup They live in accordians I feel so sorry man But they're so loved But I'm the boy who got the rug No more playing dig dug Got cuffs on my fingers I can't flip one Stop looking dumb Just f**in do it son Nah man that's unnecessary It's a lil' scary The ceiling fan tryna lead my hands Dark halls, couldn't even glance Lay back while the wonderland expands me into funny trance Wake up positioned in a handstand Wishing I was spider-man Or know how to dance -pause- But I guess Better studying threw me into the sickboi world I'll walk around with this master sword Bored with chatter so Thats a riddle steez I'm all about that alchemism, muggle bro [Chorus] I'm sick of less and the mess I ripped the test into shreds Now everybody's wondering whats going on in my head [Verse 2] They hang with browser I hang with coloured frogs An apprectice at many things Blessed to be a master at making chowder Don't make powders, if I did You'll be poisoned cuz I'm full of laughter Skipping in the rain Droplets blend in matter Stains stamped on the back cover Also left my number if they do mutter IHOP invites silver screens A good scene for wallflower For now I'll be Fooly Cooly Sudowoodo In a submarine playing foosball Rush to the surface for a bit Preachers feeling voltage All they ever were, were just features Left with christmas spirit And modern independence This tentacle p**n is graphic Elastic clappin' is the vision that I seek Pissin' like a fascist I got hitler in my head making a beat Tip-toeing on catwalks Trying to avoid rails Call me Hanco*k the Sandman boss Drunk driven so yes get off my sleeping fox No I'm not having a good day Get the f** away Don't try taking about that one time We ain't homies Mentos are making an array of personas Bentos and froyo and tortas What a mindful family Shoot me out the cannon already I need to be vanished I win