Throat Phlegm by Muze Sikk Lyrics

Your fruitless learning curve is crashing
Every hollow creed is eating that heart away
The End

We can fuck around and kiss the days away
Haven’t seen you in a minute
I bet ain’t shit changed

See the warped impression you could only hold with your past designs stuck to my throat like phlegm
It’s so condescending
Such a great onslaught
On my ounce of flames held in my hard earned pen

Disciples of these pychos
Derisive and crawling over all their dead intentions
Then again
We’re they ever alive?
Prolly not

Spit in my eye
Gee
What’s new baby
Send me a million suckers
Lemme flex
Get my rocks off
Sikk; he got it like that
Bust a bitty brat
What’s a
What’s a
What’s a rap
Coming at you from every side
But the sideline
Please; these flying eyes rely
Only on the mind
Make a man a mouse
Make a house a spouse
Make a blouse aroused
And get the freak mouth

Pressure
Patterns
Measures
Sad urns
Mat your blabber
Splash your pasture
I’m Better (the BEST)
I get the pussy wetter
Tight knit like a sweater
You a twig to a fucking twendsettuh

Destination Over Lord
I don’t see the bag
I came over for the brain
And I left with a pain in my ass