Feasting.On.The.Guts.Of.Angels.

You think that I won't

I'm sick of the front

I got no fuckin' patience, yeah yeah

She jump down my throat

Manage your expectations, yeah yeah

You're building a roof

When you got no foundation, yeah yeah

Signal the smoke

Spare me the altercation, yeah yeah

I'm sick of the front

I got no fucking patience, yeah yeah

She jump down my throat

Manage your expectations, yeah yeah

You're building a roof

When you got no foundation, yeah yeah

Signal the smoke

Spare me the altercation, yeah yeah

Been a minute since I really took a minute, yeah yeah

Been fixated on too many different women, yeah yeah

I've been spinnin', avoidin' all of my feelings, yeah yeah

Spillin' my guts while I'm starin' at the ceiling, yeah yeah

I've been here too many times

I'm slowly losing my mind

(Ayy!)

Bitch I'm broke

And I got holes in my clothes

But I am not impatient, yeah yeah

What the fuck do I want?

Think I got hesitations, yeah yeah

³³ always gonna be spicy

Call it capsaicin, yeah yeah

Under the impression that we're ever gonna stop

But you're fucking mistaken, yeah yeah

You a façade!

Bitch you so fraudulent

I can see it on your face, not so confident

Tried to manipulate me and my brothers

Thinking I won't, but that bitch needs a buffer

Used to pawn licks, now I'm top of my game

Peeling the skin back from under my face

Got a taste for it, now I just do it for thrills

Tried to bait me, put a shot in his gills

Not mad, I'm the gadfly

No cyanide 'cause the world just gonna keep killing me still

Sleuthy like Socrates

No one's ever gonna be able to say they bought me

Actin' like you not there, but I still care

Still stare with a blank face

Wonder what the fuck is on the TV, with a Phoebe

Tell me take her someplace

'Cause she really wanna please me

Got them Blinders on like Peaky

I've been here too many times

I'm slowly losing my mind

See red in her eyes

All of these bitches evil, yeah yeah

You twisting your tongue

Twisting my mind, that's lethal, yeah yeah

Not part of the script

Taking you out the sequel, yeah yeah

Right before I leave

I'mma get revenge, Max Keeble, yeah yeah

I'mma save you the heartache

Think it's time that we part ways (yeah!)

Not here for the long wait

Think my time is a short stay (what?)

You don't know the half of me

It's sad to see that everybody

Laughed at me like Sąjūdis, now

Bitches throw it back for me so casually

Like "deet da deet da deet da deet da deet da deet da deet"

Pour another cold one, swallow down a whole one

Checking my pulse; am I dead? Can't tell

All that I know is I'm leaving my soul

As you're in my ear screaming, "Burn in hell!"

Clip that! (What's up?)

'Cause one day, bitch, I'mma come back

Rub this shit in yo' face, eat your words that disgraced

No more MIAs, only KIAs

Where the dog tags?

You think that I won't

I'm sick of the front

I got no fuckin' patience, yeah yeah

She jump down my throat

Manage your expectations, yeah yeah

You're building a roof

When you- When you got no foundation, yeah yeah

Signal the smoke

Spare me the altercation, yeah yeah

I'm sick of the front

I got no fuckin' patience, yeah yeah

She jump down my throat

Manage your expectations, yeah yeah

You're building a roof

When you got no foundation, yeah yeah

Signal the smoke

Spare me the altercation, yeah y—