Regal Sins Lyrics

I roll the bones like I'm casting dice

If you fuck with me then I ain't askin' twice

You're on a whole 'nother level of cheese, just ask the mice

I'm getting real tired of you all like the acting Vice

He ain't actin' right ever since his wifey left

Stole the heart of a soldier, it might be theft

The Patron saint of the demon's abode

Seething semen like he was seen heading on the boat

Uh

Remorsed cynic

It's a contradiction of a missed kid wrapped in a liquor soaked misfit

I play Risk for three hours and get baked like Bisquick

And go to my therapist and tell her she's why my wrist slit

I'm stuck in my own ways like a stepbro video

We all know how the end of this single go

Birds of a feather get shot down from the fucking sky

Ugh great, I got shit in my fucking eye

I would rather die than admit that you got the gold

Dirty like the fungus growing out from ya toilet bowl

I'm hooked on a lot more than Phonics

You haven't had good game in 20 years like Sonic

Rip the cage like the plague call it bubonic

But fuck the chronic

I take pulls from that hydro

Talking that purple dragon, that Spyro

I crack your entire spine like a chiro

You straight babble, baby, go and get your rattle

I know it was you who went to your crew and tattled

This rap shit is critical and all you do is rabble

99 percent of the time you playing Scrabble

I catch you slipping like the crew of Star Fox

Light you up, keep you tucked up in the cigar box

My bars hot like Jamaican food

Any dude that represent me know they may collude

I keep it rude call it out like an Olsen twin

I spit straight fire so I'm used to this molten skin

Downed a bottle of Jack and chased it with a pint of Yak

I listened to your mixtape and dog you be kinda wack

Stop lying about getting green from that kinda trap

I'm stuck in-between this girl inside her lap

Crap