BarKeep - Voodoo Lyrics

Captivating holy emasculated degenerates
A generation plagued by the imitation of sin
And shit is flipped like Burger King burgers
Wages below the minimum
Might've put too many syllables up in my syllabus
Simple shit
Listen to the grammar in my sentences
Metaphorically euphoric states of mind are eminent
Crimson ride the slip and slide from lifted highs to different rhymes
Then step aside
And hop into my brain to face the changing times
You and I
Focus on the hopes of grizzly older folks that only know the days
That they grew up in
Different Strokes
Nowadays
Kids are growing up with different idols
And
I'm just tryna reach and elevated term and title
Like sensei
Or guru
You do what you do
If she said what you do was voodoo you'd be through
The secret's out
And I don't think that they can hear me clearly
Maybe if I said it more like Siri you would hear me
Mostly I'm a clever type of evil
So relatable
Capable of deceiving that even the brightest beings will be in the dark of demons
Will be in the dark and seeing a light in the darkened ceiling
Bitch it was all a dream
If I made it you'd f*ckin eat it
If bacon was underneath a sautéed aborted fetus
Layered imported cheeses
And I don't give a f*ck if it grosses you
Out at all
I've had at least a hundred thoughts I'll never let out
My mom said she's proud to have a son like me
Well when I'm old I hope I never raise a son like me
I had a staring match with the f*cking Son and He
Looked down at little me in my black tee and black jeans and said
"What kinda nigga is you?
You think you so deep
When all you ever talk about is dark shit"
F*ck Greece
I only said that shit 'cause it rhymed
Don't think I hate Greece
Just because you hear it in songs don't f*ckin agree
Petty thief
Aladdin can get it and toss the salad
I pass her off
Pass her round the crew like Jay
No I do not beat off
Dicks and Richard Nixon could smell from afar shit was off
Ran around the corner to regroup
With a Molotov
Rush 'em Palamalou
Or that's the just what the blind saw
Tevin hit the tech from the left
A lot of blind saw dust is all in his eye balls before the crime draws
Long nose liar for time drawn
Better be
Questioning the racial economics
Your enemy's my enemy
We've got a lot in common
Stand up for the soul child
So wild, closed mind, clothes old hand-me-down aesthetic
It'll change if you let it
Like a bar flip
Make it stick
Tar pits
Take your pick
Card trick
My girls grew up in convents
It's obvious the lifestyles changed since I met 'em
It's ominous
My eyes look strange if any bless 'em
Let the light bleed out of his eyes call it a blessing
With the reverb
Ring it again for good effect
I did my research
Prepped for this test like I'm the teacher
With the bass ripping out the f*cking speakers to my sneakers
Trippy little kiddies skate and play outside the Denny's
Sneaking out of school just to blaze behind the bleachers
Got some weed and it's some dank
If you want pills I️ got plenty
In my early twenties
It's my life, f*ck off, get busy with your own shit
I'm not actually in my early twenties
Just so you know