Intro by Manic Kabana Lyrics
[Chorus: Manic Kabana]
All I know is death by designer, death by my art
All these bloody words that I carry in my heart
All these different melodies I carry in my mind
And I don’t need to flex, just as long I get it right
And we pop pop pop pop x pills
Till we get it right outside with the madness
And baby I stay right up, life ain’t what we planned it
And often I am spaced out life in different planets
I’m such a Poltergeist yeah, going Manic
I couldn’t even write back, write back
But she still came right back, right back
Yeah, I couldn’t even writе back, write back yeah yeah yеah
[Verse: Manic Kabana]
Not a morning star more like death star
Shine today then I die tomorrow
Fine by me don’t want apologies
If I do it please whole heartedly
If you know me geez sipping on my animosity
Didn't get it you need facilities
A lot people cannot get to me I'm just a different dog, a different pedigree
Different breed could make 10 of these
Truthful till infinity, realer me I'm a realer being
Now I got a bunch of big rings when I grab the mike it go cling ching
All these metaphors I am in sync, drinking Redbull not a matador don't ask me what I do it for
Just refer to my catalogue you would think that I'm off Adderall
Od then I'm popping off, I'm thinking 3rd season when I take a loss
I got plenty more feel like Eisenhower with the fucking power and I
Did it before I can do it again
If you do not like me no need to pretend
I'm rolling my backwoods, I'm counting my bands
Life full of stress and it don't make no sense
Gotta thank God that I'm doing my thing
Cause a lot of niggas die with a heart full of dreams
I’m not trying to survive need the whole damn thing
Frankly I'll take what is owed to me
Young nigga with the sauce got a
Young nigga with sauce got a OTP
[Hook: Manic Kabana]
All I know is death by designer, death by my art
All these bloody words that I carry in my heart
All these different melodies I carry in my mind
And I don’t need to flex, just as long I get it right
And we pop pop pop pop x pills
Till we get it right outside with the madness
And baby I stay right up life ain’t what we planned it
And often I am spaced out life in different planets
I’m such a Poltergeist yeah, going Manic
I couldn’t even write back, write back
But she still came right back, right back
Yeah, I couldn’t even write back, write back yeah yeah yeah
All I know is death by designer, death by my art
All these bloody words that I carry in my heart
All these different melodies I carry in my mind
And I don’t need to flex, just as long I get it right
And we pop pop pop pop x pills
Till we get it right outside with the madness
And baby I stay right up, life ain’t what we planned it
And often I am spaced out life in different planets
I’m such a Poltergeist yeah, going Manic
I couldn’t even write back, write back
But she still came right back, right back
Yeah, I couldn’t even writе back, write back yeah yeah yеah
[Verse: Manic Kabana]
Not a morning star more like death star
Shine today then I die tomorrow
Fine by me don’t want apologies
If I do it please whole heartedly
If you know me geez sipping on my animosity
Didn't get it you need facilities
A lot people cannot get to me I'm just a different dog, a different pedigree
Different breed could make 10 of these
Truthful till infinity, realer me I'm a realer being
Now I got a bunch of big rings when I grab the mike it go cling ching
All these metaphors I am in sync, drinking Redbull not a matador don't ask me what I do it for
Just refer to my catalogue you would think that I'm off Adderall
Od then I'm popping off, I'm thinking 3rd season when I take a loss
I got plenty more feel like Eisenhower with the fucking power and I
Did it before I can do it again
If you do not like me no need to pretend
I'm rolling my backwoods, I'm counting my bands
Life full of stress and it don't make no sense
Gotta thank God that I'm doing my thing
Cause a lot of niggas die with a heart full of dreams
I’m not trying to survive need the whole damn thing
Frankly I'll take what is owed to me
Young nigga with the sauce got a
Young nigga with sauce got a OTP
[Hook: Manic Kabana]
All I know is death by designer, death by my art
All these bloody words that I carry in my heart
All these different melodies I carry in my mind
And I don’t need to flex, just as long I get it right
And we pop pop pop pop x pills
Till we get it right outside with the madness
And baby I stay right up life ain’t what we planned it
And often I am spaced out life in different planets
I’m such a Poltergeist yeah, going Manic
I couldn’t even write back, write back
But she still came right back, right back
Yeah, I couldn’t even write back, write back yeah yeah yeah