That Just Isn't Empirically Possible

歌词
Lord of Loneliness:
It's lonely at the top
All of my enemies have been defeated
The crown has been sitting on my head for too long
It's starting to give me these legions
Don't follow the crowd the crowd is misleading
Stay solo surrounded by all of my demons
Licking my wounds as they deepen
Constantly feeding them all of my secrets
007 I got the golden gun I got the golden
I'm busting open up the door
I'm at my breaking point I cannot take this s**t no more
I'm ready to f**king explode
Open up knock-knock here comes the Glock cocked
Nine milli pop-pop-pop oh no
Making a mess my aim ain't the best
I guess I should clean this all up and go home
Yung Mane:
Percocet Roxycodone with some Xanax that I had crushed up in some dust huh
Elevated to another dimension so I got a limp in my strut
F**k
I do not care to be here or be there
In the mean time it seems that I'm stuck huh
Swerving and crashing that dying little bastard
Yung Christ you address me as such what
Crazy little demon they wave when they see me
Face tatted from ear to ear yeah
Northside boy with a Glock sized toy
If I cock it there's going to be tears here
Manic depressive when life is in session
I hide in a room that's dark as me
Dollar sign B and it's still F-T-P f**king G-R-E-Y 'til I R-I-P
专辑信息
1.All Dogs Go To Heaven
2.I Wanna Be Romanticized
3.One Last Look At The Damage
4.[whispers indistinctly]
5.MEGA ZEPH
6.Putrid Pride
7.That Just Isn't Empirically Possible
8.What The **** Is Happening
9.Bizarro
10.Scope Set
11.**** Your Culture
12....And To Those I Love, Thanks For Sticking Around