SlXtWrXsts x The Taken King - Title Sequence

I can't get high, feel my heart, I'm alright, I'm alright, oh oh oh oh oh
Sike
So I'm a pessimist, I don't like you, I wanna say I'm starting with your neck, cause off the
head I just decapitate, I altercate Cause problems in the back of your mind, cause
I don't like your face, fuck boy, elevate To the next fucking level, no decreasing
You fruity pebble And we been killing bitches like we Hansel and Gretel While you fiddle with your diddle
Rap with cypher chicken Little home run, sky is falling, I'm feeling a little brittle
Shit fire Bitch I incinerate, murder my enemies, boba fett, they disintegrate I'm riding like the tides at a staggering rate
So if you wanna step it to me, You're bound to meet your fate
My therapist is getting tired, you'd be mad
If I just retired Out of nowhere for no reason, fuck this job
I am fire, I don't need a fucking life, my situation is dire
You bet as soon as I make money I'll just quit and retire
Taken king, rip that shit, let's make it lit
Let's make it lit, uh, let's make it lit I'm a Nintendo Switch up, sit up when I be
talking to you You must be new, but you'll know of me soon
I'm Sonic, I don't make a sound, but my presence is powerful
So you know that I'm around, that's my hunting ground
Minimal sound, you're so profound And exclusively stupid, let's move it into
it I knew it, you're stupid, you miss me even
Cupid hit his shots
Even Cupid hit his shots
Well even Cupid hit his shots
I'll be walking down this road with one
shoe and holey socks Headphones on, cut the Twitch admin out
And throw in rocks, you dummy, this be getting serious
You niggas delirious, here he is Taken king, put the crown on me
I got your girl in the room and she going down on me
Since I've been out of the womb, I've been number one enemy
It's hard to see in the dark, but I'm the light in the night
Turn it off, I'm out of sight, evil has a mission, so
The devil may cry and I haven't been able to get a hold of him
I got the crucifix and I've exiled him I dialed him up, tried to bail him up
He's frail and stuck, the bodies, I just count them up
And drop him in a body of water, save him for later
While I hunt down your daughters in order Giving them trauma and an enormous amount
Oh, what does it matter? I'm out
Feeling a little brittle
So I'm a
Pessimist, I don't like you, I wanna say I'm starting with your neck, cause off the head I just decapitate, I altercate Cause problems in the back of your mind, cause
I don't like your face Fuck boy, elevate to the next fucking level
No decreasing, you fruity pebble And we been killing bitches like we Hansel and Gretel While you fiddle with your diddle, rap with cypher chicken Little home run, sky is falling, I'm feeling a little brittle, shit fire

Written by:
Caleb Houia, Tyrone Morgan

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