wwechrisrob - Macbeth

Foul is fair
Fair is foul
Throughout midnight
Thought about
How nothing's what it seems
I'm so loony
Foul is fair
Fair is foul
Throughout midnight
Thought about
How nothing's what it seems
I'm so loony
Hallucinate
Pay for tab
Like a lucid date
Enchanted by the plate
Pupils dilate
Pretty lights that celebrate
Like dancing fairy lights
Twinkling, blinking like city nights
When the night arrives
He'll be alright be alright
Be alright
Never Go To Sleep Sober
Spirits at night
Telling me to use dagger
What happened
Now that I'm rappin'
You different
You acting all bad
And you playing performing
The way that you function
The way I don't trust you
No purpose
No funny, no circus
I'm serious
Disturbance before us
Unspoken to no one
So lets sing the chorus
Like christians
Chuck Norris
My breath
Sorry let me catch that hoe real quick
Sorry ignore it
Like Door Dash and Uber
Before I was hoed
At my old job
I would ignore
The foreign niggas
Those aliens
Think I'm a racist
Poppin' bottles
Hop in hospitals
Doc Mcstuffin
Tripping on pills
I'm living listen
Living proof
Double problems
Double double
Toil trouble
Want their sister Lizzie Olsen
Want her in my bubble
Orbit trident bubble gum
Hubba Bubba
Double Bubble
Chew her like some Dubble Bubble
When we cuddle
Good head like a huddle
Rebuttal act dumb like a numb skull
When I'm in school
Produce issues minuscule
Principal still ridicule
Shot harmful words
Aimed with a reticle
Kinda cute minuscule
Didn't hurt molecule
Nothing's special, little fool
Nothing's real
Nothing's what it seems
Like Justice League
Joss Whedon
Behind the scenes
It's not what you think
What you believe in
He's got a gun!
Light shine in the dark night like a panda
Issa knife fight
Brought my own sight it's all handled
I'm spreadIng blood out like it's a sample
Bread you up I'm cooking yo bluff
So throw me a tantrum
I tie yo body to the back of a tandam
Ride or die like you part of a clan
Head of the pack so they calling me handsome
Fucking Handsome Jack
Slit all my brothers and slice all my friends up
Just to keep the power inside of my hands
Bruh what you think of that?
Opinion are facts if you think they backed
Foul is fair
Fair is foul
Throughout midnight
Thought about
How nothing's what it seems
I'm so loony
Going through it these past few days
Smoking so much green
It all feels like a haze
Use the blade
Not to shave, touché
Listening right?
Listen come visit my grave

Written by:
Christopher Roberson, Caiden Mills

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