toasty digital - I THOUGHT ABOUT EATING YOU lyrics
[toasty digital - I THOUGHT ABOUT EATING YOU lyrics]
God is King, we the soldiers
Ultrabeam out the solar
When I get to Heaven's gates
I ain't gotta peek over
Keepin' perfect composure
When I scream at the chauffeur
I ain't mean, I'm just focused
I ain't mean, I'm just focused
Pour the lean out slower
Got us clean out of soda
Before the flood, people judge
They did the same thing to Noah
Everybody wanted Yandhi
Then Jesus Christ did the laundry
They say the week start on Monday
But the strong start on Sunday
Seekin' whom he may devour
Time to bring in the drums
That prra pa pa-pum set the NewTone on 'em
Set the nuke off on 'em
I need Coke with no rum
I taste coke on her tongue
I don't joke with no one
They'll say "He died so young"
I done had a bad case of too many bad days
Got too many bad trait's
Used the floor for ashtrays
I don't do shit halfway, I'ma clear the cache
I'ma make my name last
Put that on my last name
God! God! God! God! God! God! God!
South, south, south side! All day, nigga
Time to take it too far now
Uh, Michael Douglas out the car now
Uh, got the kids-and-the-wife life
Uh, but can't wake up from the nightlife
Uh, I'm so scared of my demons
Uh, I go to sleep with a nightlight
Uh, my mind move like a Tron bike
Uh, pop a wheelie on the Zeitgeist
Uh, I'm finna start a new movement
Uh, being led by the drums
Uh, I'm a rap-lic priest
Uh, gettin' head by the nuns
Uh, they don't play what I'm playin'
Uh, they don't see what I'm sayin'
Uh, they be ballin' in the D-League
Uh, I be speakin' Swaghili
Know, I know it i, I know it
The most beautiful thoughts are
Always besides the darkest
Today, I seriously thought about killing you
I contemplated, premeditated murder
And I think about killing myself
And I love myself way more than I love you
So… today, I thought about killing you
Premeditated murder
Ultrabeam out the solar
When I get to Heaven's gates
I ain't gotta peek over
Keepin' perfect composure
When I scream at the chauffeur
I ain't mean, I'm just focused
I ain't mean, I'm just focused
Pour the lean out slower
Got us clean out of soda
Before the flood, people judge
They did the same thing to Noah
Everybody wanted Yandhi
Then Jesus Christ did the laundry
They say the week start on Monday
But the strong start on Sunday
Seekin' whom he may devour
Time to bring in the drums
That prra pa pa-pum set the NewTone on 'em
Set the nuke off on 'em
I need Coke with no rum
I taste coke on her tongue
I don't joke with no one
They'll say "He died so young"
I done had a bad case of too many bad days
Got too many bad trait's
Used the floor for ashtrays
I don't do shit halfway, I'ma clear the cache
I'ma make my name last
Put that on my last name
God! God! God! God! God! God! God!
South, south, south side! All day, nigga
Time to take it too far now
Uh, Michael Douglas out the car now
Uh, got the kids-and-the-wife life
Uh, but can't wake up from the nightlife
Uh, I'm so scared of my demons
Uh, I go to sleep with a nightlight
Uh, my mind move like a Tron bike
Uh, pop a wheelie on the Zeitgeist
Uh, I'm finna start a new movement
Uh, being led by the drums
Uh, I'm a rap-lic priest
Uh, gettin' head by the nuns
Uh, they don't play what I'm playin'
Uh, they don't see what I'm sayin'
Uh, they be ballin' in the D-League
Uh, I be speakin' Swaghili
Know, I know it i, I know it
The most beautiful thoughts are
Always besides the darkest
Today, I seriously thought about killing you
I contemplated, premeditated murder
And I think about killing myself
And I love myself way more than I love you
So… today, I thought about killing you
Premeditated murder