"FUH WIMME" lyrics
And they don't wanna fuck with me
And they don't wanna fuck with me
And they don't wanna fuck with me, yeah oh
And they don't wanna fuck with me, hey huh
This ain't a desk job instrumental
It's 7 years independent
Tryna make a future
Out of fucking up my mental
While balancing the percentage
Of habits and cognitive
Battery tell the world wassup
We don't equate to peace
We anarchy in the streets
Animals in the petrified panic
Bring the death to elite
Suicide manic, yeah
I'm a piece of shit
I'm pure disintegration
Of faith in elation
A slave evil dedication
I am I Satan
Tryna be monolithic
Stepping outside a conscience
Balance that with ego
Set fire to my nonsense
Supervillains, psychos
One ship battle stars
So it seems hunger feeds the beast
And when I leave pray life on my loved ones
Even tho god leaves in my times of need
I pray death on enemies
God balance everything
And they don't wanna fuck with me, yeah
And they don't wanna fuck with me, yeah
And they don't wanna fuck with me, yeah oh
And they don't wanna fuck with me, hey huh
All of this shit ain't natural, all you see I done work for
They claim that it's a talent, my day ones know I'm a work horse
Dippin' my strength in substance, taking flight like a concord
Place me in mausoleums, I put it wherever hurts more
I stay ready for evil, saddle strings stay Knievel
Dijon channel the Beatles, but Obi he keepin' it lethal
Sharmanic rituals channeled through all of my residuals
Power brings the terror, equalise into the cheddar
Hope I don't die old, pray I don't die young
Spread like Hillsong institutions, don't stop till the missions done
We raise hell just to bring the rains of heaven up above
Keep them white on white birdies on my branch to keep it won
The locomotive turning these spokes to spoken wordies
The limoncello floats and hotties all keep me dirty
Corrupted with the aid of the ideological circuit
Stay back to back tracks, and I run it up for the derby
Carry me away
Turning my insides out
Treat me like a run away
But it's never that simple
I've been stuck in the middle
Of all of it, all of it
So carry me away, yeah
Carry me away
Carry me away
And they don't wanna fuck with me, yeah
And they don't wanna fuck with me, yeah
And they don't wanna fuck with me, yeah oh
And they don't wanna fuck with me, hey huh
And they don't wanna fuck with me
And they don't wanna fuck with me, yeah oh
And they don't wanna fuck with me, hey huh
This ain't a desk job instrumental
It's 7 years independent
Tryna make a future
Out of fucking up my mental
While balancing the percentage
Of habits and cognitive
Battery tell the world wassup
We don't equate to peace
We anarchy in the streets
Animals in the petrified panic
Bring the death to elite
Suicide manic, yeah
I'm a piece of shit
I'm pure disintegration
Of faith in elation
A slave evil dedication
I am I Satan
Tryna be monolithic
Stepping outside a conscience
Balance that with ego
Set fire to my nonsense
Supervillains, psychos
One ship battle stars
So it seems hunger feeds the beast
And when I leave pray life on my loved ones
Even tho god leaves in my times of need
I pray death on enemies
God balance everything
And they don't wanna fuck with me, yeah
And they don't wanna fuck with me, yeah
And they don't wanna fuck with me, yeah oh
And they don't wanna fuck with me, hey huh
All of this shit ain't natural, all you see I done work for
They claim that it's a talent, my day ones know I'm a work horse
Dippin' my strength in substance, taking flight like a concord
Place me in mausoleums, I put it wherever hurts more
I stay ready for evil, saddle strings stay Knievel
Dijon channel the Beatles, but Obi he keepin' it lethal
Sharmanic rituals channeled through all of my residuals
Power brings the terror, equalise into the cheddar
Hope I don't die old, pray I don't die young
Spread like Hillsong institutions, don't stop till the missions done
We raise hell just to bring the rains of heaven up above
Keep them white on white birdies on my branch to keep it won
The locomotive turning these spokes to spoken wordies
The limoncello floats and hotties all keep me dirty
Corrupted with the aid of the ideological circuit
Stay back to back tracks, and I run it up for the derby
Carry me away
Turning my insides out
Treat me like a run away
But it's never that simple
I've been stuck in the middle
Of all of it, all of it
So carry me away, yeah
Carry me away
Carry me away
And they don't wanna fuck with me, yeah
And they don't wanna fuck with me, yeah
And they don't wanna fuck with me, yeah oh
And they don't wanna fuck with me, hey huh
