Brian Is Ze - That Loud

Queer kid weird shit
I don't even talk straight
Mouth sounds mangled
Let me be deliberate
Allow me reiterate
I am not the norm
I am something more
Keep your calm
Cause I mean no harm
Hold your heart and
Lay down your arms
Allow to me to deliver
A sliver of some silver tongued
Weekend rhetoric
Let's get devilish
No remorse dark horse
Platform swag storm
Matterhorn matador
Make your favorite maiden sore
Catch me riding four deep in a duo
With three ladies looking like different shades of blow
Hard white, tan
And a lemon head
Everybody's in to it
Everybody's in the bed
Imagine me thinking that
I'm better off dead
Five years ago
That's some shit I would've said

I bring the noise and battle boys and burn it down
I bring the noise and battle boys and burn it down
I bring the noise and battle boys and burn it down
You homies ain't ready cause I'm coming with that loud

My depression's a beast
Well I'm a monster
And I'm about to dead that fucker
Like I'm a mobster
I kill concepts
War on terror
War on drugs
Where's the war on error
It's all wrong
Winning in the worst way
Mission accomplished
Been did it the first day
Burning down the birth place
Been deading the effigies
Bout to kill more careers
Than monotonous messages
You're saying the same shit over and over
You're saying the same shit over and over
You're saying the same shit over and over
Do you see how fucking infuriating that is
I talk mad shit
And switch it up like magic
Abracadabra I mastered that
Hat trick
Tricks are for prostitutes
It's an illusion
Unlike these hits to your head
Causing contusion

I bring the noise and battle boys and burn it down
I bring the noise and battle boys and burn it down
I bring the noise and battle boys and burn it down
You homies ain't ready cause I'm coming with that loud

If I ever made it bang
It'd be like Kurt Cobain
Cocaine in my veins
Shotgun to my brain
But I don't do coke
And I will not choke
The thing I know
To be the last voice of hope
It fell silent
I've been
Trapped
Dead behind eyelids
Islands
Aren't a getaway destination
I've been stranded for months
Are you testing my patience
It's stretched thin
Got caught on can't win
Kept on trucking
That's the mode I stay in
More than vacant
Never felt complacent
Never saw the point in
Smiling with fakeness
Fake it til you make it
No I'd rather take it
Digest my dismay
And display my greatness
That rumble? That loud?
That's my certainty
I don't keep that in anything
Except for me

I bring the noise and battle boys and burn it down
I bring the noise and battle boys and burn it down
I bring the noise and battle boys and burn it down
You homies ain't ready cause I'm coming with that loud

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Brian Is Ze

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