Don't Talk To Frank - Children of the Damned, Sly Moon, Salar

I’ll swallow your energy and spit your bad karma out

Lay your carcass down frothing as it passes out

Fuck a

Step a crown with the syringe and fill a skull with brown

Ill bust a stage jump and crush the crowd

I’ll put you underground

Smile in front of me and get a Chelsea frown

The devil child, beefin' god telling him to settle down

Before I pull the metal out and free them shots

Lost my life now I’m zombified

With my coffin wide open screwing through a set of rotten eyes

Since I died I rock the same clothes, D I L

With bleeding nails, scratching letters off my gravestone

Writing home sweet home

Let me fucking begin

Well armed, the only time I self harm is when these fakes get under my skin

I keep them as my prisoners, caged up in my ribs

And starve them to death, just to regain that hunger within

Your remains are becoming a paste, stored in a place in my stomach

Before being formed into waste and launched in your daughters face

Pleaded guilty when they thought I was innocent

Till they saw the tapes then my story changed to denying the incident

I’ll slice your eye with a scientists instrument

Inject sexual viruses into it until your blind and finally impotent

And you could try I don’t give a shit

Mental rebel type of a lyricist, swiped the devils pie and I fingered it

An Obsessive compulsive in a clown disguise

Tryna unicycle up a mountain side, even though I’ve failed a thousand times

Out my mind

I’m deaf cus' I gouged out my eyes

Burst my eardrums and now I’m blind

But I’m listening to the sounds of flies

On the 5th of November, sniffing up gunpowder lines

I don’t give a fuck about my life

I get high and try to plow the sky

Shit, my whole clique joust the bikes like mounted knights

Walk around at night thoughtless talking to owls and mice

I set your house a light

I wasn’t out of spite

I accidentally strapped dynamite around my kite

Yo you only know the 4 is flowing when you see the omens

Abnormal rodents that will know you woke em'

I’m pouring cauldrons of scorching potions through fraud’s noses

To cause implosions for talking bogus

I walk in oceans and swim in sands

A twisted man slittin' wrists and hands

Catch the drips in pans and sell this shit in cans

A straight relentless bastard

I’m gonna burn in hell for swallowing the tablets that displayed the ten

commandment

You might laugh but look buddy

I’m such a cold hearted lad that when I bleed it resembles a slush puppy

One slice sort of a full body

Couple pounds sort to buy drugs money

Fucked in the head but my mum loves me

I introduce myself as fuck you

The Lord made me in his own image, so I’m guessin' that devils bucked tooth

In hella' mushrooms

My physical being is here but I’ve died within

Now when you cry I grin

I quit asking why your times so grim

Platinum, I count myself lucky if I went recycled tin

Cus' I’d be happy just to find a flim

I’m getting so high I’m putting my splifs out on a giant blimp

I hear voices in silence, in with the pint of gin

Wake in a alley and blaze an oscar inside a bin

There ain’t no reason why I sin

For punishment is the hand of gods hanging me by a limb

I’ve been cursed to walk the sewers, dwell and seep inside the shadows

Catching rats and sparrows, small pets with poison arrows

I can’t mistake a fallen angel twisted humans

I tempted him with the green envious plus consuming

The dream make of fulfilling your desires

The catch is your soul is fuck inside the fires

I cry tears of mercury

Uranium from pores

Your as softening as my fait

I leak maggots from head soars

Cause of wars

The choir whispering

And your subliminal

Possessing hoards of whores

I fractor your fucking lyricals

The rainmaker

The shaker of the egotistical

Sick habitual pain is my vice

And fuck original

Heafty smokin' as my mental roarin'

The vent stress I’m throwing me self in congested roads in reflective clothing

Hoping I’m left dead but instead I’m walkin' while my neck is broken

Plus my chest is open

Me and death are rollin'

I managed to jack an ambulance with spine damage and intestines showing

I’m more than insane

Too many nights snorting the caine

Blood and gore on the planes is all that remains

From civil war in my brains

I metamorph into flames

Dragging and spasming me corpse but it’s chained

Me and my crew we sold the devil our souls

So in exchange we could a run a train on Emily Rose

Call me T total I’m passin' the splifs

Pool parties were sick

Through the darkness of pits

Im marching with an army of sin

Leaving rapper guys paralysed

Smashing spines, hanging from street traffic lights

Immobilising cars when I spit

I sleep with an eye open cus' my minds broken

I’m open to see light glowin' from the sniper rifle sight scoping

No lies spoken

Was beat exaggerating

When I’m murdered I want my gravestone to read «Assassinated»

And when I’m buried and gone it will never be long till becoming the fifth

horseman

And best to be said, let nothing lie

That inscribed in the sands the rise of the damned was prophesied