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letra de arsonist preying on emerald lake - drnrules

[intro]
look at the fire, ain’t it beautiful…
look at it, omar
this is what i’ve been doing with a week’s vacation…
(i said i’ll do it)x2
the fire department’s trying to put it out
look at the flames
listen to the coyotes yell

[verse 1]
impotence surrounds body until heave
m-ssive amounts of hate, sorrow that fits my sleeve
ruminating these dark thoughts, they won’t ever leave
nothing you say, make, or do cannot change a thing
you cannot withstand the pain, of which i am in
even if i stop the pain, it won’t f-cking end
it just…
keeps spreading on like a fire, but every flame has a creator, an arsonist
depressed yet atrocious
my mind is furious
just blurt at whoever i feel at the moment
my mind when i write
a black hole
when it’s open
i feel compromised with my mind when i’ve spoken
these raps, when i create my craft, i am chosen
extremely dull life on my shoulders, i’m toting
b-tch i’m roping a noose ’round my neck, now i’m choking
or a decent ending for my life
what i’m hoping

peasant, the t-tle i’m holding
my heart is just blistering, scolding, from any f-cker that approach me
i’m straight up…
slitting their throat, for the fun of it
that’s what i’m told…
by the voices that’s inside
they create…
personalities and my mental state…
(whew)
(deformed brain in my head, can’t think straight.)x2
think straight

(f-ck a pack, i’m a lone wolf
abandoned soldier left with open wounds
can’t function
slumped in my tomb
hoping to get out this sanction
my pending doom
approaching the pinnacle of… gloom.)x2

nothing’s the same anymore
no more fun times, just lone nights
gazing at the roof of my ceiling
the ceiling fan’s blowing
when sh-t hits, it splatters
a hot steaming pile of feces
just greets me
suddenly, my sharp pains get sharper
cut deep, and is left like a permanent marker
life’s harder than it was before, a corridor, with endless doors, and constant wars
i need me more of those…

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thinking ‘bout it gets me f-cking so erect
my brain’s a mess
i’ll let it mesh up with a 12 gauge bullet…

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my frontal lobe is missing a cylindrical remington slug
f-ck…
(why stack up all this hate, when i could motherf-cking end it all?)x2

[interlude]
the primary arsonist in this case was not very talkative
he was very difficult to interview
uh, he was very quiet and withdrawn, and very, uh, afraid
and at one point, he broke down and cried…
he just turned out to be a troubled youth

[verse 2]
but soon it’ll okay
soon i’ll be spreading my message with my peers and bouncing from stage to stage
disgusting f-ckwit tatted on my face
yet, another waste of sp-ce and it’s too late for me to change
still wanna make the kids happy
guide them towards the right place and not make the same mistakes i have made
possibly, leave back a couple stains on this putrid f-cking earth, but that’s tough on this rough terrain

drn, where is that jolly and happy go lucky kid you used to be a few years ago

dunce is deceased
that c-nt known as my former self
scorched…
in a fire on emerald lake, burning slow

ego took over the corpse
my smoked lungs had restored
yet, my torched heart won’t beat anymore
my feet blister and fill up with sores
from my nostrils, smoke pours
a new hostile newcomer has entered the gates of the underground…

950 pound pistol to come f-cking shoot me down
at least a hundred pound ‘nade
pull the pen and then watch it combust in my face

zero faces that intimidate…
me
and zero f-ggots on this planet will come separate
myself from reaching my
dreams
use to f-ck around
not knowing what i’ll be…
but i knew i didn’t wanna be like papa
living with his mommy…
for 50+ years
how can you be…
so motherf-cking lazy
it’s beyond insane and crazy

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and to the people that doubt me
i want you to know that…

that you could keep talking
i hear what you’re saying
but i do not give a f-ck
that’s just to let you know

i hope you slit your throat
trip on a rusty pipe
clog up your windpipe
and break both your nasal bones
choke on your blood and die
maggots ingest your insides and besides you
a rabies infected k-9
swiftly bites off your head
being dead is one reason to f-ck you up even more, wh-r-

but, my brain needs to be put to rest…
i hope the next day after this one, is better, i guess…
don’t care if i’m up f-cking next…
just care about being happy with my fam and not stress…

and fill all our lives up with bliss
and not p-ss off the people who love me the most
coast to coast, making people smile
and dismiss all the negativity, and let’s just be happy
i wanna see my brother grow

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but, this fire turned me into who i am today
an arsonist preying on emerald lake

[outro]
(on emerald lake
on emerald lake
an arsonist preying on emerald lake
the flames turned me into a sickening man
an arsonist preying on emerald lake.)x4

on emerald lake

- drnrules

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