Signs Lyrics

I'm staying in the cab

Peeling off this scab

Got eight million stories

Crammed in the palm of my hand

Can and why you always mad?

Ken and Ryu in my head

Battling my alter ego

Fucking Chun-Li in a Regal

Keep on thinking that we're equal

But you know it ain't a fact

I spit it til my tongue's

Cut in half with an axe

Asking where the fuck you at?

Don't you hear the reverb, lad?

Ladies love me and adore me

They just won't acknowledge it

I got knowledge in my sack

It's the wisdom that it lacks

Playing a game of Chess, pawning

All my games, Genesis

Retro living in my set

Living paid to paycheck

Check the pain and playlist

At least there's some intelligence

You can dream it with a nap

Teleport to where I'm at

Be a friend or a fan

Or an enemy admitting me

With claims that he is threatening

His life and hates society

Would rather be without

All these surrounding heads

Dead to the bones, fed

To whatever comes next

I separate the bread from the sex

What's left?

A different planet

Long as I can breathe in

Exhaling hellish demons

Angels call and rush in

Like please dont cut him

No

Not yet

There's still more work to do

How's it go?

You're all I need

I need

How come it wasn't me?

I'll leave

Just take it as a sign to read

To read

How come it wasn't me?

I'll leave

I cancel out the cancer

And the thought of dying young

Pull the trigger with my thumb

Am I happy? Am I dumb?

Am I really not like them?

Nevermind, Forever Young

Even when I'm buried in the sky

Take me as your One

Get you through the stress

Put your patience to the test

I'm a toke and text my ex

All I really want is sex

Maybe move on to the next

Mike you used to want more

Conversation conversating

Waiting, build up, then explore

Anticipation is intense

Who the fuck you think you is?

Mr. Cool get it without a date

Or commitment

Still inside your basement

Stationed at your base

Meant to go to war

With the creatures in your head

Then deflect

Someone point me to the pen

Don't point me to the pen

You can hear a pin drop

Pins and needles in my neck

Now my screws are loosened

Frankenstein's experiment

Frankestiener, then I'll pin

Tell the ref to come back in

Slow count for the win

Slow count for the win

Like one

Two

Three

You're all I need

I need

How come it wasn't me?

I'll leave

Just take it as a sign to read

To read

How come it wasn't me?

I'll leave