DC Alamia - Anything's Enough Lyrics

(This f*cking bitch ass society)
Ay, ay, big wrong
Doing all the big wrong
The shit that comes from the chest, but talkin' out my ass
Ay

I moved to pack a while
Unsettling; different piles
Of always doin' what I can, just for bitches to whine a lot
Discriminate the smoker, when y'all can't remember what's on your mind with sips of whine
Or the time that's reading by, right from the clock (Ayy, ay!)
Everything I had hopes of dropped
Disobeyed, Dis-unlocked, the key that opens the reasons as to why I'm always feelin' hot
Not attraction, but the attraction that builds my anger up; faking stuff
Bitch ass muthaf*ckas actin' like they sum baby thugs: pussy threats
But if I guarantee you one thing
You won't even try to pay me nun'
Your payback ruined, f*ck you want? The f*ck you think this shit even was?
Singles where I drop my singled feelings that ain't make the cut
We gon speak on anything I figure
That would make enough
Tryna make mean bucks, go crazy
Just like how Johnny Lewis jumped
Just like Diddy using lust
Said, crazy as f*ck like Demi Lovato when she would f*cking be abusing her cuts

We gon' speak on anything I figure that would make enough
We gon' speak on anything I figure that would make enough
Said we gon' speak on anything I figure that would make enough
We gon' speak on anything (anythinggg)
Yea

Wishin' Mortal Kombat violence everywhere; the parking lots
Screaming deaths that's rotting all the way until the party stop
I won't solidify it, definitely wouldn't sugarcoat
Are we dropped? To the bottom, from the beginning (the beginning!)
Deepened water, creatures swimming
The predator to a bunch of hungry sharks
In a cave, a Nephilim that hides, would attack the army guards
Fall apart; this world amongst us ain't living our humanly part
We're just slowing bringing hell; making it easier for the Devil to start
Brainwashing these pussies and taking all over until the day, we'll finally meet our God
Know that every tongue will confess
Blesseth them, the f*cking fest
Faggots that never listen, until the trumpets come (you'll hear these cryingg)
You'll hear these sweats: sweating, dropping, grown people crying
Cuz it's too late to regret, doing the opposite of what we was told, not to do
F*ckin lost lives coping through
They scared as hell, mad as hell, so they attempt to convert you
Not knowing what the f*ck to do

Tryna comfort themselves with lies, bunch of pussies when it comes to the truth.