Lyrics Pâro - 13thtarot

What is yea grief
Plenty of toxins hidden behind teeth
Mommas been calling declining Screen
Ya empires falling the balls at ya feet
What will it be
What will it be
Pointing the canister back to ya teeth
All of their options all point to the Streets
Drop em no problem the citys Besieged
Locking the cage
Tossing the key
Roaming the tundra with ease
Ya problems aint solved less you toss Em the fee
Sick of this shit
They been watching me
They been watching we
What is 1000 divided by 3
Often a problem his postures unique
Labeled a profit his Congress Diseased
Please watch your step
Or fall underneath
What is ya grief
Plenty of toxins hidden behind teeth
Mommas been calling declining the Screen
Ya empires falling the balls at your Feet
What will it be
Ya options seeming obsolete
Peep him
Retrieving his head
King me
Im known to be keeping the keys to The chest
Its always a scene with the sun is Proceeding to set
Clean up ya neck
Dont get caught sleeping the reaper Can see through your breath
Cheesing ain't missing a step
I think they think that its all in his Head
See em retreating they need to reset
They need a recess
Bring me the scenery suiting him best
Winters the season hes needing the Vest
Whats in his pocket
Packet of bacco to balance his head