Leak Bros

Leak Bros - G.o.d. lyrics

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You're time has run out, scum 

God have mercy on your dirty soul 

So you must die 



[Cage] 

I'm draggin my brain through the mud 

Spillin blue blood, pull a filter out you love 

Bottles stashed in these finger in my two gloves 

A few tubs, filled with that shit that turn you killer 

Adrenaline gland under my tounge, ripped out a gorilla brain 

Still insane, but I feel the pain better 

Too fucked up off this Jesus piss to get my shit together 

In a fog, get probbed, reluctantly I've grown zero 

Each one of my nerve endings switching with my bonemarrow 

The scenory surrounding me isn't really reality 

Atleast that's what I tell myself to get it out of me 

The quest to find my inner uglyness is over 

The secret to my failure is easer than being sober 

If my self loathing hatred killing your high yet 

Just cop the bundle, dude was like "I don't know how you didn't die yet" 

I'm mortal with water, I'm borderline, this border nine 

I paint a pop part with a fucking bucket of corporate minds 



[Cage] 

If evil decides today he left her sucking on the guns 

She put what she thought on the wall and left her tounge 

These secrecy I say want crunches to come 

No digits to dig, is she to cookin with nowhere to run 

Son a, Senator dies today, he put too much in the blood 

They left him leaking on the floor with liquid in his lungs 

I'm stuck with these lies to say 

Why bring a daughter or son into a planet 

that you paying to drink the water from 



[Tame One] 

Sherming like Nutty Professor flicks 

With the most toxic narcotics 

I'm like Keith Murray, illiotic with product 

Leak like security breaches 

With reefers you smell from long distance 

The wet takes the breath of strong-windeds 

I never intended to recommend the sins we doing 

But people already assuming I'm high as Witney Houston 

Accumulated more dust than maids and a butler 

Fuck a broom, you need mops to sop up in my rubber room 

Bring in the pain, I sing in the rain like Gene Kelly 

In between tellys, puffin listerine jelly 

With smelly drugs, mentally bugged, high as I ever been 

Peer pressuring, weird speciments with adrenaline 

Hostile for days, needing hospital stays 

to dry my skelleton, after what's in my system settles in 

I fake my own death to get wet, leaking effect 

Because I'm good for putting water on weed like Geopets 



[Cage] 

If evil decides today he left her sucking on the guns 

She put what she thought on the wall and left her tounge 

These secrecy I say want crunches to come 

No digits to dig, is she to cookin with nowhere to run 

Son a, Senator dies today, he put too much in the blood 

They left him leaking on the floor with liquid in his lungs 

I'm stuck with these lies to say 

Why bring a daughter or son into a planet 

that you paying to drink the water from 



[Cage] 

When the madness stops I be approximently open 

Lead the horse to water, can't get him to drink it, but smoke it 

Am I leading these kids straight to hell? I'm thinking probably 

In oddity, not to be listen to outside this odyssey 

This album's like a fish, pissing when it's captured 

I guess that means it's gonna leak on the net when it's mastered 

Hence the title that the guardians of death damned it 

That's G.O.D for PCP made from where angels landed 



[Tame One] 

Let me speak up for the leaked up savages 

Time travellers, characters turned over 

Blunt soaking sherm doners 

The water on the brain long term damage that manage to maintain 

Polluted by the purple rain stain 

My name's anonymous with embalming a sticky wet 

Keeping it fair for the squares that's a dipped cigarette 

Biohazardous, blasphemous, angel dust dutches to smoke 

With a dubble package like how they do rappers out on Interscope 



[Cage] 

If evil decides today he left her sucking on the guns 

She put what she thought on the wall and left her tounge 

These secrecy I say want crunches to come 

No digits to dig, is she to cookin with nowhere to run 

Son a, Senator dies today, he put too much in the blood 

They left him leaking on the floor with liquid in his lungs 

I'm stuck with these lies to say 

Why bring a daughter or son into a planet 

that you paying to drink the water from
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