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letra de toxic - midknyte

[intro]
(venomous, toxic, in my life, i feel like im, dying inside, and i gotta get out of this, im too dire to die today, yea oh wo)

[verse 1]
the creatful mind of a wonderful kid who’s emotion can kid you, being f-cked with lotion and trojan, put the masks on it fits you, a lip to my d-ck, i’ll bid to that like a tit to tat, talking this and that, mr rat (haha) can get hit with a mac, no cheese, oh geez, hes coming back, sky is black, im back and bad, more than i’ve ever before, my rhymes are good sound-making hitting the floor is the only way you’ll be able to say that, your ground-breaking for sure. sh-t, i can’t even make the p-ssy purr, and mercy turns, to me in a bunch of urns, gloomy, as it burns, a lunch of concerns, im eating yall up, a punch and bunch of shock rocks, and clocked in that glock that’s c-cked, when i smoke the tree like a fern, i yearn to earn help, i learned to insert dominance and a herd of hurt then empower with the power of self. d-mn, i really thought i was sl!ck, slipping and d-cking the tip of my d-ck until im sticking the tip of my d-ck in my b-tch, f-ck, i guess i should just-, not quit! (haha) quid, she wants me to change, i told her, “baby i’m a dollar, i can be a penny, dimes or a quarter for you” this is how i wage my rage and take it out, i’m a baller, i can time these plenty of rhymes shorter than usain bolt’s bank account. they told me-

[hook]
i told em were to toxic, i know we can’t stop it, venomous, toxin, where to toxic, (toxic, toxic toxic) (toxic, toxic toxic) were just to toxic, (toxic, toxic toxic) (toxic, toxic toxic)

[verse 2]
d-mn, i’m alive, but i feel like i’m dying inside, how every time, they won’t let me try to rise to the top, before they knock me down to my demise, i been spreading lies, about how ima drop two singles, tears about to trinkle, well this album finna’ be a surprise! (resend the revenge) before i get the syringe to singe your eyes, midknyte, might die fighting, take the risk, lighting the way through the mist, yall a bunch of fakes and snakes, from me, all yall hiding!i see her cake, i’m tryna put a bun in that oven, i bake it, then on it, i put the icing! my mind is shocked every f-cking day, put me in a phase, in a daze, in a trance, in sweatpants, when the sun blazed and glazed! respect women, that’s just how i was raised, if i call a b-tch, a b-tch then to me, that’s what she was that day. i ain’t no simp, but i’ll be submissive, now they don’t sound cool does it? but behind doors, i know all of yall, cause mischief. everyday, i’m losing my mind, (my mind, my mind) . i am the kind, to go to every limps to find you, i will die, trying to get to you. f-ck, you know what they told me? actually
[hook]
i told em were to toxic, i know we can’t stop it, venomous, toxin, where to toxic, (toxic, toxic toxic) (toxic, toxic toxic) were just too toxic, (toxic, toxic toxic) (toxic, toxic toxic)

[verse 3]
every night, i dream, to find love and fight for it, it seems, might be a little bad, but not as you deem it be, as i redeem the chance, “maybe if i had the physical and lyrical obedience, i would be obedient, and feed the idiots what they want to hate”, in the sense of my mind, i’m penniless, tap in what’s happening, little experimental guinea pigs, but i’m just keep bombing like osama, bin laden, been laden with ramen, living under a rock in the barracks like obama, drama, caught between a rock and a hard place, i put the the er in “suff” like trauma, mama, don’t doubt me, dont talk sh-t about me, quadruple digits and commas in my bank account, don’t you ever talk sh-t and put down the weight about me. what about me? im better and proudly, happy and i’ll say it loudly, cloudy days, in a stage of depression, thick anime b-tches, i only eat ass, thats a p-ssy oppression, in this session a possession, of resentment, please, pretend that i care, i’m too dire to make this work, thats too fair, pop a solar flare in the air, as a firework, my surf it, and interpret my turf as a surface of hate, but wait, that’s too far, and too late, the game is mine now, right now, i’m holding it in my hands, like her br–sts on her chest, i confessed to my sins, in the chow hall, now i’m blessed, with death, since birth with this curse on day one of earth, i yearn for a verge and a surge of help, but i just get critiqued for every f-cking last thing, i do because last thing, i need you, to do, is being, truthful, with me and you, rock it, and c-ck it, in a glock in market, spark it, sticky debacle, tarpit, mark it and aim at our target, and start this, sharpness, i box it, we are so f-cking, toxic

- midknyte

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