Terrorish

P.O.S.

Dont let em get a handful/ see em with a handle of jack/ 
Or crossed fingers on the hands behind their back/ 
With a knack to trust then disrupt/ 
Lose trust then change the rules up/
And whos up for tax cuts? (crime pays)/
Hidden estates with like, really long driveways/
Crime pays/ rats in the hallways/ 
Aim for the crack fuck minimum wage (so it goes)/
Anyways/ sippin on a dry gin/ heavy headed living in and out of my skin/
And living livid/ but glad for the chance (at all)/ 
Glass fulla gas with a rag in the other hand/ wild like the Taliban/ 
Wild like a child slapped in the grin/
Black be the skin/ packed fulla carbon/ and starving again cmon/

Theres eyes in the back of my head/ 

Hold up the buck stops disintegrating here (yeah right)/
The fear generators here yall (warmer)/ 
Deviating clear past the consumer/ 
Room for improvement/ trade space with some doom and gloom/
Renovate with the renegade/ skate like the centigrade dropped/ 
Consider the cold copped/ like a motorcade/ 
And roll away contagious/ and infect the vacant/ 
Good the fuck gracious/ gotta debase the basic/ erase the face lift/
Taste a bad case of the breaks and heal/ gotta create the makeshift/
Swagger like its yours and/ debate whatever you dont feel/ 
And dont come knock knock/ who there?/ Boo/ Boo-whoing/
Live a little better than a bad joke/ who ruins?/ 
Chew through your wrist/ come on lets do it lets go/

Theres eyes in the back of my head/ I want them blinded/ I want them blinded/
But if I find the man who put my foot in the sand/ and other heavy hearts/
Make it impossible to cleanse his sin/ so unforgettable/ so unforgettable
Theres eyes in the back of my head