Bloodrush (feat. Denzel Curry, Andrew Broder, Haleek Maul)

Behind every smile, it be a river of tears

Six minutes, you're on, at the crack of dawn

You will face all your worst fears

Dip the curtains, you hear all the cheers

And profanity, all of its fear

See your vanity, all of your peers

They're your enemy, you will be veered to insanity (Ah)

I am the mare of the night, while others dream in the day

Life is a joke, your life is part of the play

Most of us stuck in the grave

Well, Edgar Allen Poe be your cup of joy

And watch a lonely actor life get destroyed (Ugh)

I don't wanna hate, we just wanna have fun

Touchin' on my body, closer to my lung

Posted on my bloodrush, I be goin' up

Bodies goin' up

I don't wanna hate, we just wanna have fun

Touchin' on my body, closer to my lung

Posted on my bloodrush, I be goin' up

Bodies goin' up

Sinners on a summer night, funny you believe that

Commies on a money mart, gully grow the tree back

Chummy throw ya chin about, kiddies couldn't feed that

Timmy tied his teeth amongst, knuckles couldn't bleed that

Sinners on a summer night, funny you believe that

Commies on a money mart, gully grow your tree back

Chummy throw ya chin about, kiddies couldn't feel that

Timmy tied his teeth amongst, knuckles couldn't bleed that

Winners grow your cinnamon, Peter pulled his teeth back

Funny he deceived that, running you received that

Sit as you a sycamore, Sally grow her feet black

Bunny hop to two laps, bunny hop to three laps

No handlebars on the ten speed

Bust that shit 'til it's empty

I don't ever listen when they talking

Charlie's all in the middle of the market

Spark my ting in the middle of the market

Smoke plumes ring, it's a missing, it's a Miley

Feel for the kid, got big dreams, won't kneel to the king

I can't kneel to the pressure

See through, you like the roof to the Tesla

Swerve off the Earth to the next dimension

Run a dot, then come lay with the ward

They know that you 'fraid, they wait 'til you buy

Safe in vibrance from brightness, as always

Silver tongue to cinnamon, singers on the run

Vocal cord attraction, brazen by the gun

Seen you 'round the city I, seen you cross my lungs

Seen you in the gritty, I seen you through the tons

Skinny stick your stomach out, petty pick abort

Petty prick your finger with some branches and a fork

Terminate your troubles and drink them out a spork

Titty tickled troubles, heifers on a porch