Rest for the Wicked

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rest for the wicked rest rest for the wicked
rest for the wicked rest rest for the wicked
rest for the wicked rest rest for the wicked
rest for the wicked rest rest for the wicked
Rest for the wicked, no rest for the free
money grow's on tree's, go and grab a pack of seeds
Jonny rotten apple putting hormones in your cattle
I bring little bits of wisdom like fortune cookies and snapples
I'm half passed whacko, reppin denver colo-rado
Half the cats act macho, like they jonny fuckin bravo
Im from the block where the potholes flock like lost birds
I'm from the block where the letters run and drop, like crosswords
I got a bowl full of lettuce and letters I toss words
Don't give a fuck what the fox said, just like bush or barrack words
They had a nice sounding story, aint develop the plot first
Plus the hero antagonist, and acting like a ragged bitch
I'm a savage reeking havoc, you a d-bag with a bag of dicks
Tragic shit, must have been a masochist,
I didn't even bring my mask for this
Catch you in the open, with a hulk sized smashing fist
This is N-Dot, red dot aimed at my bread box
Standing in the kitchen just twitching like I'm a blow this bagels head off
Grab my mechanical pencil, let the led pop
Bounce a ball in to the hoop with my noggin, thats a head shot
Gett it poppin when I put em in a bag like red and baucks
I over do it with the word play, bitch I'm a ted talks
Don't get it twisted like chiropractors adjusting a neck knot
I've got dedication, like a porn addict building a sex bot
I just might
I Just might
I just might
I Just might
Grab the sun with my finger and my thumb and start to crush light
Why you fuckin a flash light, like your own hands couldn't grab right
I'm all over the place, like blood, when cops hit you with mag lights
I got my glass in case so it don't break I bag pipes
I'm an angry cacuasian blazin the page, I'm mad white
Some call it swag tight, I call unfathomably bad hype
That's right, quote it, record or denote it
For when my words are used against my in a court, the judge can blow it
I take my shot gun made of hot rhymes, reload it
Open fire on your cerebellum, turn your brain stem to gelatin
Take a pellet gun full of mescaline, leave your jaw dropped like a pelican
Prevalent, turn malevolent elitists to better men
These are tribulentt times, televised and festering
rest for the wicked, rest, rest for the wicked
rest for the wicked, rest, rest for the wicked
no rest for the free, even rest has a fee
no rest for the free, even rest has a fee
Rest for the wicked rest rest for the wicked
Rest for the wicked rest rest for the wicked
They create hell for the living, go to hell when they sleep
rest for the wicked rest rest for the wicked
rest for the wicked rest rest for the wicked
rest for the wicked rest rest for the wicked
I don't ever get to sleep, til I'm reaching all my dreams
reaching all my dreams, reaching all my dreams
rest for the wicked rest rest for the wicked
rest for the wicked rest rest for the wicked
I just might, I just might, sleep
I just might, I just might, sleep
I just might, sleep
I just might, sleep, I just might, sleep
 
 
 

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Member since December 8 2014

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