Cursed - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Get in the “M” I so honestly hate

Death is a cunt, thinks my silence can wait

Raped to this day because the style is so great

My whore to bury, extraordinary

Anarchy loose on America's porch

Don't look in the eyes of my character's corpse

Sucked from the skies and turned them to guys

That want every thing that they may have survived

You drop names like I drop LSD

But the names you drop make no one jealous

Im fully tied up, my brain on blunts

I can still draw a crowd like flaming monks

Dying of thirst, I'll quench what I've nursed

I'm cursed, i feel like im cursed

When I'm at my best, it's only my worst

I'm cursed i tell you I'm cursed

I don't care if there's an afterlife or after earth

Whats after me disregard, like afterbirth

She put me to sleep so i cut her with NoDoz

Some of this chicken blood thrown in my photos

Santeria, claws via

Satellite, evil presence sent to me-ah

Can't get this stain out, so i burn my Wallabies

Sticking the pins in the dick on a doll of me

You think that heaven has hymens, you’re dim

Hell is just whores i have already been in

Should i shut up? or do you want more?

I misread the cow tongue you nailed to my front door

Escape from yourself until you lose all your ends

I'd rather lose friends than hallucinogens

Halloween candy and drugs to feed you

Dead rappers ghosts write me words through the Ouija

Am i possessed, lets have a seance

That must be why i wrote this song in crayons

Hanging from my neck, both wrists bleeding

Flip my cards over, bitch, finish my reading

Shamans and fire, peyote and savagery

Fuck the difference between real and pageantry

Evil is here, turn off your flashlight

I said the lord's prayer backwards last night

I'v sewn open my eyelids