Knox - Rap Game Rustin Cohle AKA Carcosa lyrics

Lemme develop a hell of a Skeleton It's irrelevant, I'm a pelican Drop your baby on your porch at eleven An elephant in the room, painted pink and meltin' Like Salvador Dali and Banksy got together And meddled with your mind I'm the kind that rhymes with Sci-Fi A child of the mind, Aligned like Wi-Fi Androgyny is fine, combined like I'm thai Now I'm flyin' down 101 intertwined with lime skies Its the Rap Game Rustin Cohle in this b**h Just a regular guy, with a big a** dick Lemme sprinkle some satire within this maze of Carcosa I wasn't jokin' I do daddy sh**, Hand me a memosa Witches are attracted to me, yeah I'm on the faculty Of crazy school, cackling, rehabbing raps that atrophied Catastrophe at a glance, random acts of pa**ion, we Are runnin' out of time, too much to say I'm rappin', breathe Thats not an option, walkin' one foot out the coffin' I have been the sloth too often, meme's can't talk to me, I'm not them I dropped collective consciousness, I've got alot to process Now to make up for the loss, when my thoughts are mine I'll stop Till then, here's my subconscious, It's botttled up for you to drink And who would think that we could do so much through a computer screen I am bleeding beautifully, all over this Blue to you, for me I do this You I need to have someone to do it 2, 3, 4, 5 I have never felt so alive I saw a guy die, drown in his own blood In a flood of horror, that was sent from above I think like Al Pacino speaks in Devil's Advocate If you have an ounce of Self left, well I suggest you salvage it Goin' nowhere fast and we can't afford the tickets A stow-away in a pill of molly tryin' to get lifted So swallow me, Rape, Stalk, k**, or just follow me But you'll never get inside my head 'cuz I'm no longer the hollow me Razor blades in candy, it's not even Halloween And that's a metaphor for the women I've met, 18 (6+6+6) A-team, equipped with a mating call like "Hey Eve, would you be my play thing?" Waiting for that ghost in a black cloak who k**ed your Knight in shining armor And stole from your last hopes I know you gotta break first to love right I could break you if you like, but you'll hate me your whole life I could also f** your wife from behind, in the a** Just to help her put the Kabosh on you and leave it in the past Sorry Marty, yeah, Life is a party But you gotta throw it and clean up the mess when it's over All alone hungover, hatin' to be sober, a loner Wishin' she would just come over and hold ya But she won't Carcosa