Lyrics Don't Talk To Frank - Children of the Damned, Sly Moon, Salar

Don't Talk To Frank

I’ll swallow your energy and spit your bad karma out
Lay your carcass down frothing as it passes out
Fuck a
Step a crown with the syringe and fill a skull with brown
Ill bust a stage jump and crush the crowd
I’ll put you underground
Smile in front of me and get a Chelsea frown
The devil child, beefin' god telling him to settle down
Before I pull the metal out and free them shots
Lost my life now I’m zombified
With my coffin wide open screwing through a set of rotten eyes
Since I died I rock the same clothes, D I L
With bleeding nails, scratching letters off my gravestone
Writing home sweet home
Let me fucking begin
Well armed, the only time I self harm is when these fakes get under my skin
I keep them as my prisoners, caged up in my ribs
And starve them to death, just to regain that hunger within
Your remains are becoming a paste, stored in a place in my stomach
Before being formed into waste and launched in your daughters face
Pleaded guilty when they thought I was innocent
Till they saw the tapes then my story changed to denying the incident
I’ll slice your eye with a scientists instrument
Inject sexual viruses into it until your blind and finally impotent
And you could try I don’t give a shit
Mental rebel type of a lyricist, swiped the devils pie and I fingered it
An Obsessive compulsive in a clown disguise
Tryna unicycle up a mountain side, even though I’ve failed a thousand times
Out my mind
I’m deaf cus' I gouged out my eyes
Burst my eardrums and now I’m blind
But I’m listening to the sounds of flies
On the 5th of November, sniffing up gunpowder lines
I don’t give a fuck about my life
I get high and try to plow the sky
Shit, my whole clique joust the bikes like mounted knights
Walk around at night thoughtless talking to owls and mice
I set your house a light
I wasn’t out of spite
I accidentally strapped dynamite around my kite
Yo you only know the 4 is flowing when you see the omens
Abnormal rodents that will know you woke em'
I’m pouring cauldrons of scorching potions through fraud’s noses
To cause implosions for talking bogus
I walk in oceans and swim in sands
A twisted man slittin' wrists and hands
Catch the drips in pans and sell this shit in cans
A straight relentless bastard
I’m gonna burn in hell for swallowing the tablets that displayed the ten
commandment
You might laugh but look buddy
I’m such a cold hearted lad that when I bleed it resembles a slush puppy
One slice sort of a full body
Couple pounds sort to buy drugs money
Fucked in the head but my mum loves me
I introduce myself as fuck you
The Lord made me in his own image, so I’m guessin' that devils bucked tooth
In hella' mushrooms
My physical being is here but I’ve died within
Now when you cry I grin
I quit asking why your times so grim
Platinum, I count myself lucky if I went recycled tin
Cus' I’d be happy just to find a flim
I’m getting so high I’m putting my splifs out on a giant blimp
I hear voices in silence, in with the pint of gin
Wake in a alley and blaze an oscar inside a bin
There ain’t no reason why I sin
For punishment is the hand of gods hanging me by a limb
I’ve been cursed to walk the sewers, dwell and seep inside the shadows
Catching rats and sparrows, small pets with poison arrows
I can’t mistake a fallen angel twisted humans
I tempted him with the green envious plus consuming
The dream make of fulfilling your desires
The catch is your soul is fuck inside the fires
I cry tears of mercury
Uranium from pores
Your as softening as my fait
I leak maggots from head soars
Cause of wars
The choir whispering
And your subliminal
Possessing hoards of whores
I fractor your fucking lyricals
The rainmaker
The shaker of the egotistical
Sick habitual pain is my vice
And fuck original
Heafty smokin' as my mental roarin'
The vent stress I’m throwing me self in congested roads in reflective clothing
Hoping I’m left dead but instead I’m walkin' while my neck is broken
Plus my chest is open
Me and death are rollin'
I managed to jack an ambulance with spine damage and intestines showing
I’m more than insane
Too many nights snorting the caine
Blood and gore on the planes is all that remains
From civil war in my brains
I metamorph into flames
Dragging and spasming me corpse but it’s chained
Me and my crew we sold the devil our souls
So in exchange we could a run a train on Emily Rose
Call me T total I’m passin' the splifs
Pool parties were sick
Through the darkness of pits
Im marching with an army of sin
Leaving rapper guys paralysed
Smashing spines, hanging from street traffic lights
Immobilising cars when I spit
I sleep with an eye open cus' my minds broken
I’m open to see light glowin' from the sniper rifle sight scoping
No lies spoken
Was beat exaggerating
When I’m murdered I want my gravestone to read «Assassinated»
And when I’m buried and gone it will never be long till becoming the fifth
horseman
And best to be said, let nothing lie
That inscribed in the sands the rise of the damned was prophesied