Lyrics Bad Words - Wombat

Bad Words

Yeah
Getting sick of this, been living ridiculous
A village idiot swigging liquor, I lit a cigarette
I’m listening but ain’t been impressed, militant with an ill intent
Yeah, been a threat but they still pretend I ain’t spit like the illest yet
It’s been a sec but I’m back to shit on the internet
Lyrics get written within a milisec'
Infinite wisdom, limitless intellect
Nikola Tesla with a pen, still I jest
But have a look, I was scheming
I was cooked as a teen drug fiend, looking bulimic
Mother couldn’t believe it
Must’ve shook her to see it
I was hookd on the stuff like «Nah, don’t look at me mum
Caus fuck, I look like I’m beaming»
Cuz I look like a demon, couldn’t give a fuck what I’ve done or what I’ve
achieved
Cause it’s nothing, it’s lost all meaning
And I’ve got issues with trust and got a good reason
As if these cunts would believe it, but still I feel like I’m the boss though
Taking my shot like Jon Snow with a crossbow
Looking for God but I lost hope at the crossroads
Contradict myself, I’m the top bloke but I’m not though
Probably just a drongo, yeah
Yo, my soul’s freezing
Sunny days are like a cold evening, yeah
Try to control breathing, hold, deep in
But still I perceive the fall
Yeah, still I could see my soul leaving, see my soul leaving
Skitz and I cut my arms up, Taylor loves my bars
She gets off when I get on the mic cause I’m fucking hard
I lost my mind but forgot I need a reminder to find it before the clock restarts
I’m living backwards, my past and future are crossing paths
I don’t know when the outro ends or this song will start
If it’s finished or what’s the part when the lyrics go «Um and ah»
Wait I promise I’m not retarded, I promise I’m not bizarre
I’ve just lost my marbles, nah honest, I’m lost my-nah
Ohayogozai-I must drop a bomb on Hiroshima
No lying, no other writers are rhyming as sly as us
And even if they did, we’re clipping their wings till they spin in a downwards
spiral
And then bite the dust
Won’t survive in this climate cause times are tough
Arising up wiser, getting better with age like some Irish whiskey
Don’t mind me, I’m just blind as fuck
Drinking, watching my liver die and sipping the finest stuff, right as fuck
But who am I to talk?
Suicidal thoughts spiral forth, still I ride the storm
I see life through the eye of Horus until I’m reborn
Mind of eye and started in the Prada 4
Strike like Iron Mike when I fight some form, I am raw
What’s the definition of a checkered kid, cause I am sure
Dodge any obstacles in the rocket full of fossil fuels I’ve acquired from
Dinosaurs
No one’s rhyming better than me, you’re as high as Empire State
I’m get higher till I’m in orbit, looking down on the planet then I’ll absorb it
Haven’t even reached my final form yet
Still I’m watching rivals forfeit, try ignore us
Rip out your vital organs and try to walk bitch
I’m kinda awkward, my mind’s distorted
Yeah, going state to state just like I’m imported
But I go to my stays, off my face and all the flights I’ve boarded
If I sigh, I’m not tired, it’s just a sign of boredom
From wack rappers who try to record, it’s time to call quits
The missus giving me head as I kick back
That bitch so thicc, making my dick fat
Grab her by the neck, switch positions, giving her whiplash
Just a degenerate derelict dickhead that can spit raps
But in fact, I used to be lying little scummer
I used to need to fix a crack in the pipe like a plumber
Anxiety psychosis, why you think that I stutter?
But maybe I’ll just shut up, maybe I should up
Fuck it cuz I’ll just shut up
Yeah
These are bad words
Yeah
These are bad words
Don’t let your kids listen to the bad words
Yeah
Bad words