Pastel Dynasty - I Don't Like Music

Sleepless people come to me
With inquisitive eyes
Told them I came here to drop bombs
Feel my soul leave my bones
I feel confused and under the sky
Doing the right thing feel all wrong
When the last bell tolls
For a weak and heavy skull
You'll drown in waste until your last breath
I'm a psychopathic introverted piece of shit
And I'm getting sick of it
Wielding gold knives through the thick of it
And I can't give a fuck about your innocence
Gunning for some bigger shit
Like that hundred proof liquor through your liver shit

Broken teeth all on the walls
Banish me and watch me fall
You say you care and then you don't
Hit the ground, my engine stall

Cause I say I'm just fine
When I'm losing my feet
Against protection
That's a lesson that nobody can teach
I'm living in half time
Oh, can I be complete
I aint looking for a friend
I'm hunting for enemies
That's real

Broken teeth all on the walls
Banish me and watch me fall

So I'm the victim that nobody can see
But I was born and bred here
My blood could lie through its teeth
And then they'll rip you off a bench
When you live out on the street
They say I'm looking for a problem
I'm just looking for sleep
That's real

I come from where those guns pop
Where nobody comes to help you
Cause you're from the wrong cloth, kid
The world is full of opps, kid
I wanna live in the limelight
Because I scream all my rhymes right
They tell me that I rhyme tight
But why tho
Conducive, I'm so abusive
You're looking mad useless
What, you don't like music
I came to prove shit
We'll be stuck on ruthless
And I aim it at the people saying
I don't like music
I don't like music
I got a situation
Alienated nation
I nicked your conversation in my head
Swear I'm dead
Bodies paralyzed
I see it in my eyes
Face frozen in surprise
Cause you're saying shitty lies like
I don't like music
I don't like music
I don't like music
I don't like music

Blood, drugs, where the plug
Where my buzz and where my fucking dollars at
I don't know how to act
Sometimes my shell begins to crack
Cardiac heart attack
Lying on the concrete
Dirty feet, and I repeat
But you don't like music
You can't like music
But you don't like music
You can't like music

Handcuffs
Brass knucks
Black chucks
Blunderbuss
Wonder lust
Got on the bus
Left home for good
No hood
No hood could ever keep me sustained
In my brain
I'm too lame all the same
Switching lanes on 'em
We aint the same brother
They say I changed brother
Nothing to gain brother
Sneaking undercover making niggas like music

Written by:
Darnell Woods, James Stringer

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