doomsday

Look at these mans on these camcorders
All I see is cannon fodder
Welcome to the anarchist quarters
With the disorder on animal farmers
You are not a worthy adversary
Just stick to your fictitious murders and your anaesthetics
Without your burner you’ll need calisthenics
Take your 10 fingers and go count your blessings
I taste blood
All my exes that I ate hearts
I was a bad boy, I played parts
Just like an asteroid I changed course
But bye bye to bygones
Ahead is icon like eiffel at nightfall
And my brother is my blood brother
Gotta keep him from being drug runner
And they look at me like I’m menacing
Leave me be with my adrenaline
That’s my precious thats my engine
I don’t care if its 2 intense for your senses
I got acrobatic bars
Afroasiatic in them pharoah garms
Back on that hakuna matata'
A pat on the back for the failed coup d’etat
Uh uh Ima handful
Storm your press conference and shoot with sandals
Ku ku in my klan duke
Some voodoo from my ancestral
And I guess I drank the kool aid
Like a chick that grabbed the bouquet
But now i’m back on that d’usse
Welcome back to the doomsday