FLIGHT (Lyrics Video) - Trial of the Golden Witch
HOW THE FUCK DO I EXIST?!
I DON'T RAP FOR NOTHIN', TAKIN' MONEY BY THE FISTFUL
IN A FIT OF RAGE, EACH PAGE IS JUST A PISTOL
BLOWING UP MY BRAINS FOR A VISUAL
LISTENING FOR RICHNESS IN THE SOUL SO I CAN TRANSLATE
MEANING THAT WILL MANDATE MY EXISTENCE IN YOUR MINDSTATE
I'VE WAITED TOO LONG FOR YOU TO TELL ME WHAT I CAN DO
NOW YOU FOLLOW ME BECAUSE I LOOK COOL
WHAT I DO IS MOSTLY IN MY HEAD, THO
IF YOU COPY WHAT YOU SEE, YOU'RE GONNA END UP DEAD, BRO
DRUGS, SEX, MONEY, FOOD, I BARELY SCRATCH THE SURFACE
EVERYTHING I DO IS FOR A PURPOSE
TELL ME YOUR WORTH UP-FRONT AND LET'S PIMP IT
GET THE WHOLE WORLD SIMPIN'
I AIN'T TRIPPIN'--I STAY TRIPPIN'
NEVER HIT THE GROUND--THAT'S CALLED FLIGHT
ROGUE ALIEN PET: https://trialofthegoldenwitch.bandcamp.com/album/rogue-alien-pet