​gizmo, Killstation - Bird's Eye lyrics

Yeah, yeah oh, oh
Hard times call for drastic measures
Yeah, yeah aye

Hard times call for drastic measures
I'm fucking up for my pleasure
Feel like a bird without feathers
I'm fine, wish I was doing better
I wanna car full of leather
A coat for every weather
Get high 'cause I feel like I gotta
My doink stuffed, rolling top shelf
Smoking on Prada
Slide by like I'm tryna get shot up
I give no fucks about your person
You pushed me once but I got up
No, I won't retaliate, prove it to them
I validate the person that I am
That's the only way that I demonstrate
When I start to duplicate
Gremlins will now accumulate
You see, I don't need a move
And I'm fucking up your dinner date
Listen close, concentrate
Or get burnt up like concentrates
I'm never gonna stop 'cause my
Car only know accelerate
Only here to motivate, only here to fumigate
These stupid fucking rappers out the game
I must annihilate

I, I don't wanna wait put me in my grave
With the hate make me feel enslaved
I will never breathe with the hate
I don't wanna wait put me in my grave
With the hate make me feel enslaved
Your wrist in my face