Godnose - Antihéroes, Lee Scott, Salar

Hidden under the Devil’s arched wings

With stigmata markings

I play a beautiful symphony with my heartstrings

Then wake up smothered in the sky

The world’s just something in my eye

I cry acid rain

Then skid in the fast lane

'Lee Scott' because I couldn’t think of a rap name

Trying to push weight in a drunk state

But I’m a good mate, I even love hate

Fuck fate while you wait for God to call

I took my back of the wall and watched it fall

You dropped science, I dropped every subject

And I still haven’t picked any up yet

I build a school with neolithic tools

And still look cool arguing with a fool

I could be wrong too

Is something

I’d hold my hands up and say, but I’d be wrong to

Don’t worry do your thing kid, I got your back

Quit the bullshit and knock this vodka back

Yeah I gave it up to you now I want it back

Middle finger salute, the Gods are back

Don’t worry do your thing kid, I got your back

Quit the bullshit and knock this vodka back

Yeah I gave it up to you now I want it back

Middle finger salute, the Gods are back

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Trying to be ballin' like a Catholic preacher

Looking like a classic feature portrait

Of your standard Caesar

I don’t have a visa

But cross the border personality disorder

Like, 'Hasta la vista'

Humanoid version of a Japanese Akita

With cabin fever and the sweg of a mafia leader

21st century fashionista

Sipping cristal from a plastic beaker

In a wife beater

S no average geezer

Strictly only keep her if she’s a prime mamacita

Chillin' in the gutter, relaxed with a diva

Before we’ve even done it I’m planning to leave her

Politickin' with Ali and Nima

Smoking DMT in the back of the beemer

I solve the Hodge conjecture

And give God a lecture

While I’m having a seizure

Like it’s standard procedure

Don’t worry do your thing kid, I got your back

Quit the bullshit and knock this vodka back

Yeah I gave it up to you now I want it back

Middle finger salute, the Gods are back

Don’t worry do your thing kid, I got your back

Quit the bullshit and knock this vodka back

Yeah I gave it up to you now I want it back

Middle finger salute, the Gods are back