4 Corners

Chorus:
I Got This Brandy In My Cup Dog
In A Crowded Room Screaming Out Fuck Ya'll
Hate All You Want I Don't Believe You
Trust Me I'll See You When I See You

I Got My Middle Fingers Up Yup
Microphoned Up Yup
Head Phones On Just Vibing Like What What

Tired Of These People
You Guys So See Through
Get It Through Ya Head
Real Souls Don't Need You

Verse:
You know I had hell to get through
It's safe to say those days
Played upon my mental strength
Or what was left of the remaining tissue
Friends are fake and simple
All they do is play and diss you
Need support for my music
And they won't even pay a nickel
Now let me take this pencil
And draw my mind with these words
Not giving a fuck if it offends you
I'm writing daily but it's mainly
About spiking babies
Putting roofies in water
And telling people it's just geyser crystals
Shit
Maybe Im crazy but
I'm not dressing as a lady
Or looking for semen no navy
For a radio to play me
Hoping mainly to increase my fiscal
So if I Wave a pistol
Let it sway and hit you
I'm not being gangster with you
Trust me I got anger issues

So if we ain't friends or even on the same team
If I make a threat then you know I ain't playing with you

Chorus:
I Got This Brandy In My Cup Dog
In A Crowded Room Screaming Out Fuck Ya'll
Hate All You Want I Don't Believe You
Trust Me I'll See You When I See You

I Got My Middle Fingers Up Yup
Microphoned Up Yup
Head Phones On Just Vibing Like What What

Tired Of These People
You Guys So See Through
Get It Through Ya Head
Real Souls Don't Need You

Verse:
With every written since word
Making sure every sentence gets heard
Blatantly termed mentally sick and disturbed
Listen and learn here's the truth
I ain't here for the commas
Not a drop out or scholar
Following the ways of the world
Consistent fights occur inside of me
If liquor ruins my sobriety
Guess I'm a menace to society
I'd rather ignore it than act violently
Best believe I'm a die making noise
Not silently
This worlds a sinister game
They've all shit on my name
But they quick to forget
They caused me infinite pain
Till I come equipped with a blade
Let it slip in ya brain and make it slide
Down memory lane
It's over
All you folks are through
Notice I've been showing you
From here on out
Philly Dash is unapproachable
You hear me?? You can't tell!!!
I don't need no damn help
If I need something done
I'm a do it my damn self

Chorus:
I Got This Brandy In My Cup Dog
In A Crowded Room Screaming Out Fuck Ya'll
Hate All You Want I Don't Believe You
Trust Me I'll See You When I See You

I Got My Middle Fingers Up Yup
Microphoned Up Yup
Head Phones On Just Vibing Like What What

Tired Of These People
You Guys So See Through
Get It Through Ya Head
Real Souls Don't Need You