We an abscess
we ain't equip to exists
Barricade the entrance
let's snuff out existence!
Suffocate all the misogynists, racists and narcissists
Force Feed these diseased minds arsenic
My daydreams are marvelous !
Ey yo we ain't exactly couth so pardon us
It's the density of the Bricks that hardened us
La Mansion. drinking at 15 wasn't carding us
The path from there to here, at times, arduous
When I write I still don't know where the margins was
Push too far? END OF TIMES
we the harbingers!
Don't know where the margins was
Push too far? END OF TIMES
we the harbingers!
Don't know where the margins was
Push too far? END OF TIMES
we the harbingers!
Inexact when I laugh cause every ounce of me feels crass
Few advanced past initial introductions
Ignorance in abundance
Bite my tongue so much at times I stutter
Sunken feel when discussions are redundant
Need my art to have substance
Even if we just playing dozens
Comebacks are cunning
But demise is sudden
Demise is sudden.
Don't know where the margins was
Push too far? END OF TIMES
we the harbingers!
Don't know where the margins was
Push too far? END OF TIMES
we the harbingers!
I Don't know where the margins was
Push too far? END OF TIMES
we the harbingers!
I Don't know where the margins was
Push too far? END OF TIMES
we the harbingers!
I Don't know where the marines was
Push too far? END OF TIMES
we the harbingers!
I Don't know where the margins was
Push too far? END OF TIMES
we the harbingers!

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Writer(s): BILL BROOKS, JOSHUA BOOTH, MIKE MARE