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Lyrify.me

Peach redruM by Envy Black Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2020

[INTRO: Envy Black, Cryptic Anomaly & Thy Comedian]
Envy: We got melancholy rapping, we got good vibe talking in the background
Comedian: Yeah. Bipolar music
Anomaly: That's an album, thats-
Envy: Manic-depressoes in this motherfucker
Comedian: Nymphos in this motherfucker
Anomaly: That's what I wanna call my first EP or something, I wanna do a whole EP series which is "Bipolar Music" where it's just spaz
Envy: Shiiit

[VERSE 1: Thy Comedian]
Crawl into the rabbithole, have a dinner date with Alice
My mind is off-balance, I'm skipping out on passion
And I'm lashing out on myself dwelling in this old caged
Bird hell and ain't no telling where we'll go
Just a young sitzo, skicko, sicko
I might turn into a gecko changing colors
But nah that's more like y'all renegades, I can see how y'all behave
And I ain't chilling wit you niggas, I ain't feeling non'you niggas, that's for real
I guess I got the nomacaine in my blood, yuh
I guess I got that novocaine in my blood
It's blood clotting up I got novocaine in my system
It's going on, it's like I'm stuck in a whole new prison, uh
Novocaine in my blood, yuh
Shoes covered up with dirty mud
Filthy boy, he's so disgusting, so disgust
Filthy boy, ain't no 'scussions for you sluts
[BRIDGE 1: Thy Comedian]
No discussions to these sluts, ain't no love
No Love
Thotbreaker (haha)
Skeezy! (yeah)
[BRIDGE 2: Envy Black]
Crowns in this bitch
We off the rum and all that shit
On our melancholy shit, you know how it is
Yeah, check it

[VERSE 2: Envy Black]
Run away, find a way from all the villainy
Anxiety the size of Hecatoncheires, it's killing me I
Spit my soul on a track but they ain't feeling me
And I can't say a word without it fucking being witty please
Let me be as I recede into my psyche I'm
Battling shadows, I travel my dreams to find me
I'm raveled in dark matter, shatter the black mirror
I disappear in a oblivion, I got nothing to fear, uh
Yeah, this conversation is weird
I'm hearing voices from people that really ain't even here
Put the gun to my brain, send em flying outta my ears
Cuz I be thinking I won't even make it to next year, I been a mess All my life and ion even know the rest
I'm thinking about the future and get a pain in my chest
But nonetheless, I'ma persevere and make the best of it
I think by now you get the jest of it, bet
[OUTRO: Envy Black]
I fucking said "jest", that doesn't even make any phonetic sense
Fuck it