Lyrics LAWN - Blckbrd feat. Gullyspit

Bang forehead on the brick 'til it crack and bleed
They feed on the Atrophied, always grass is greener
Fence too high to see that every acre died a week ago
Deceitful folk deceive the deceivable
Lake too damn deep, we gon' need a boat
Spark fly when the flint click twice, then we breathe the smoke
And dream of deeper holes to dig
A muhfucka got a bone to pick
You broke in the open, I've broken it open
Don't call me bro, I don't click with vultures
Finger lick, count it up, no chicken slogans
Woke up in a cold sweat, 6 in the mornin'
Tried to put yo feet in, slipped in the ocean
Divide yourself 'til you don't know the quotient
Control, control, control
The engine's choking
A dark abyss, muhfuckas blindly gropin', I—

See Insects in tow but
The mower keep mowing
And we all some ants in the lawn
I ain't open to takin no orders
I fall on no sword, I ain't anyone's pawn
I'm the dirty water in your bong
Blurry line that sit between right and wrong
The machine that ate all of yo quarters
Muhfuckas still sipping their slog

Don't ask me how I sleep, I sleep fine
Index finger deleted from peace signs
Don't ride my damn back, I ain't no equine
You beat the dead horse so much it leak 5s
I'm a money maker that ain't tryna meet mine
If you want we run the fade like some Levi's
Knew I was cut for this since I was knee high
Won't ever pledge allegiance to a leash line
Stomp a rapper out in Takahashis
He can't turn his neck like Keaton's batman
Never maskless, I feel like Kakashi
Guns outside d-d-duh like the scatman
Blinds are clasped, I run from ghosts like Pac-Man
Smoke so much, my Scooby snacks are spat grams
Taller the plant, more snakes hide in the grasslands
Every other compliment is a backhand, I

See Insects in tow but
The mower keep mowing
And we all some ants in the lawn
I ain't open to takin no orders
I fall on no sword, I ain't anyone's pawn
I'm the dirty water in your bong
Blurry line that sit between right and wrong
The machine that ate all of yo quarters
Muhfuckas still sipping their slog

Mo' fucker still failing to figure out they getting
Fucked and nobody gon save em
Finding it funny how patient they waiting
Can't notice they face get scraped on the pavement
Composite matter comes down when its raining
Vinyl chloride building up in your basement
Bending everybody so far they breaking
Y'all better stop talking, I get agitated quick
Feel your palms fill up with dirt
And keep pretending that it's cash
Feel the tremble of the earth
These false prophets get turned to ash
Kerosene soaks into rags
Papers packed and lined with hash
10 Hail Marys for the carbon
Pledge allegiance to the muzzle flash
Hundred lash, shut the fuck up
I'm about to say grace
Vultures eat cancer but never decay
Terror sells and my pupils dilate
Lining up pretty and perfect
Infront of the compost pile
The bodies stiffen, looking vile
Insects pour in like the Nile
Now cover the ground for a mo' fucking mile, quick

See Insects in tow but
The mower keep mowing
And we all some ants in the lawn
I ain't open to takin no orders
I fall on no sword, I ain't anyone's pawn
I'm the dirty water in your bong
Blurry line that sit between right and wrong
The machine that ate all of yo quarters
Muhfuckas still sipping their slog

See Insects in tow but
The mower keep mowing
And we all some ants in the lawn
I ain't open to takin no orders
I fall on no sword, I ain't anyone's pawn
I'm the dirty water in your bong
Blurry line that sit between right and wrong
The machine that ate all of yo quarters
Muhfuckas still sipping their slog