Justus - Preachin lyrics

Ass is ironic With plates of tectonic A crust thats so goddess it comes to the same difference Livin in a world where perfection is a vision Perfering non fiction and plates of superstition Its a mission that I'm living through With any type of sanity Wife of wall street c**aine and fair vanity Righting only written rules Blowing what they giving you Cla**ic is a simple noose clear before the pickachu Too many bottles shattered gla** and i loose myself Long way from home and i loose myself Long way from home son checking on the red eye Tryna drop a tab in a day Just like a horse fly Flowing through a saturated stream if you k** yourself Dogs a f**ing lie So defined beauty So defy rhymes supply and die smoothly So f**ing tried implied to nine rufies Super fly guy good bye to my choosy Rigamortis and a shmorgis board Corner of the horder store boarded it up Its what the border for Let them in and let it go itching for the k**est dro d**h is more alive than the life that I'm looking for Hey mister line sir Where can i find her tryna have a feast of human vagina Inhale a line of dust and spider Two inches on a map and then I'm inside ya Is it risky Doin me through the tv Meeting me with a paper bag and a VC Are you going to ask me about how i got that Silk is so smoothy something from the movies Crack addict colors showing on your face naw Used to have a heart the same color as based god Yea naw but who knew That little cindy lou who Would run around in panties behind the scenes of grinch two We all growing up misfired ourselves I figured myself out with abundance of wealth But i found routes to doubts to much more importance The fortune run by the extortion of orphans My psychiatrist can't get rid of this Its just a gif of myley cyrus cli*oris Its burning flames getting cut by the genesis Fired cix im gonna send his a** to jail Haven dark dreams bout his a** as well Walking backwards with a mother f**ing cask and pail Then I'm falling down f** around with jack and jale Nigerian tactics like I'm dark as hell Throwing up frogs like I'm under a spell With more confidence speaking from the bottom of wells But no you too hipster to reach for the surface Dollar in need but nothing but young curtis Ears bleeding from the ba** you reciving Gods just a mystical god we believe in Id be a better kid if one person had seen I'm living in the now so f** rap I'm preachin