[$hockoebottomboy$] Richard Patrick Henry Griffin [Jesus Christ] - Syndicate

Only time i count down is on new years and the beat drop
This goes out to all my predecessors making hip hop
This goes out to all the money that i spent in thrift shops
This goes out to all the homies not afraid to switch glocks

Never lost momentum i just switched my gear to self improvement
Every single dream i dream is lucid like i'm watching movies

Everything i chef up is gourmet like making ratatouille
Everything i say is something god designed inside a blueprint

Everything i say еpitomizes just how sad the truth is
Everything a hatеr say is something bout how bad the booth is

Punch thru the wall when i hit the booth, i'm ruthless
Stomped him on the curb, now his skull is really toothless

I make up hella words in my works, i just doctor seuss it
$hockoebottomboy$, $uicideboy$ without the nooses

Richard in your city, i'm a dick, i'm every rapper nuisance
Tigger with the energy, i hip hop, i winnie poohed it

Mac dregan reaganomics got me going super stupid
Red flaggin, red dragon, but i have to blues clues it
Biggie came back but patrick henry really so reclusive
Travis scott with ovo i still make young money music

Teacher in the class but i can't stop fucking hella students
Lemme get that math, get that booty like a fucking buddhist

Life is a beach, that's the reason why i'm such a nudist
Vogue for the vision board, 4 million lawsuited

Proud of all my exes but i don't got time for prada excuses
If i make a million dollars i'll still drop a lot of music

This goes out to all the youth, i hope you really use it
Life is really precious if you're not careful than you will lose it

Truth really matters, there's always a way to prove it
Matter doesn't matter to other matter until you move it

Assassinate an army i might start with the jewish
I just do it like swooshes on time like judas

I’m still a priest in a church with the satanic music
Extraterrestrial sisters they really talk with the prudence

I’m young moses meets buddha, i’m a first person shooter
I’m young jesus throwing up gang signs like mudras
I read sutras, vedas, upanishads, not clueless
I beatbox till blueish, i’m on a rock i rule it


I’m from atlantis, before that it was a planet
Im under understanded

I never vanish, i’m an apparition, panic
At the disco with her panties by my dickhole

I’m inside her like a sickness or a similar condition
I’m so sinister my vision is administered to bitches

I’m so sick of being silent i’m so much more than a witness
I’m the king of ligaments polygamist literal innocence

Breaking thru every barrier just to bury your businesses
Sick of so many psychedelic vampire chemists it’s

A plague of pagan holidays disguised as some christian shit
I’m ready to go columbine on every single syndicate

Synonyms send a massive amount of data to digit it
Second dimension pixels of pictures you barely benefit
I’m ready for the end i’m gunna end this shit
Blaaaawww

Only time i count down is on new years and the beat drop
This goes out to all my predecessors making hip hop
This goes out to all the money that i spent in thrift shops
This goes out to all the homies not afraid to switch glocks