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[Chorus: Serj Tankian & Daron Malakian]
The Kombucha mushroom people
Sitting around all day
Who can believe you?
Who can believe you?
Let your mother pray
Sugar, sugar

[Verse 1: Serj Tankian & Daron Malakian]
I’m not there all the time, you know
Some people, some people, some people call it insane
(Yeah, they call it insane)–sugar
I play Russian Roulette everyday, a man’s sport
With the bullet called life
Yeah, mama, called life–sugar
Yeah and every time I try to go where I really want to be
It’s already where I am
‘Cause I’m already there!

[Chorus: Serj Tankian & (Daron Malakian)]
The Kombucha mushroom people
Sitting around all day
Who could believe you?
Who could believe you?
Let your mother pray
Sugar

[Verse 2: Serj Tankian & Daron Malakian]
I got a gun the other day from Sako
It’s cute, it’s small, fits right in my pocket
(Yeah, right in my pocket)–sugar
My girl, you know, she lashes out at me sometimes
And I just fucking kick her
And then, ooh baby, she’s okay–sugar
People are always chasing me down
Trying to push my face to the ground
Where all they do is suck out my motherfucking brains
Sugar!

[Chorus: Serj Tankian]
The Kombucha mushroom people
Sitting around all day
Who can believe you?
Who can believe you?
Let your mother pray

[Outro: Serj Tankian]
I sit
In my desolate room
No lights
No music
Just anger
Killed everyone
I’m away forever
But I’m feeling better
How do I feel? What do I say?
Fuck you, it all goes away
How do I feel? What do I say?
Fuck you, it all goes away
How do I feel? What do I say?
In the end, it all goes away
How do I feel? What do I say?
In the end, it all goes away
How do I feel? What do I say?
In the end, it all goes away
How do I feel? What do I say?
In the end, it all goes away
How do I feel? What do I say?
In the end, it all goes away
How do I feel? What do I say?
In the end, it all goes away
In the end, it all goes away
In the end, it all goes away
In the end, it all goes away
In the end, it all goes away!

[Verse 1]
There’s something wrong with her
There’s something wrong with me
I don’t think that’s so wrong, we came by it honestly
And honestly, I think mostly everybody does
I don’t blame you if you need to catch a buzz

I’ve built so much armor but ring the alarm
I’m in love with someone who’s bringing me harm
I’ll pick lovers who got monsters and we bond on mental health
Till they remind me of what’s ugly in myself

[Chorus]
But other than that
But other than that
I got no complaints and no conversation
But other than that
I got no complaints and no conversation
But other than that
I got no complaints and no conversation
I got no complaints

[Verse 2]
I’m always on the brink
About to fly or sink
A minion with opinions told me that I shouldn’t think so hard
That shit just made me think so hard
I couldn’t sleep a wink
Washed my red flags with my white flags and now all my laundry’s pink

I’m petty at best
Someone to pity at worst
Putty in beautiful hands
Potty mouth ready to curse
Cursed to be curious if all this is a scam
And I had to Google narcissist to check if that’s what I am

[Chorus]
But other than that
But other than that
I got no complaints and no conversation
But other than that
I got no complaints and no conversation
But other than that
I got no complaints and no conversation
I got no complaints

[Verse 3]
Either you get nothing
But they make you pay and pay
Or you get it till they take it all away
Every day every day
It amazes me a hundred brand new faces
But I’m still trying to figure out who they is
Shit

I don’t wanna settle one bit
Bet that I’m gonna battle for somebody but if
I look at what we got
And catch rot
Then I’m gonna come in with a hatchet and I cut it down quick
Cut around rust
Cut around mold
Everybody ends up cold
Heads gotta roll
That’s life
And you gotta be the neck or the knife
But I’m told that I can’t quite quit this

Constant itch to matter
My restless drive to win
That’s driving me, that drove away the closest of my kin
How I twist away when deep relationships begin
And shit there’s still the businesses of the thinness of my skin
I’m vain I’m lame I’m strange
And yet so typical
I make the same mistakes
I don’t change shit and still
My folks age and age
I hate to face facts
And I feel I wear their faces as a mask

But other than that
I got no complaints and no conversation
But other than that
I got no complaints and no conversation
But other than that
I got no complaints and no conversation
I got no complaints

[Chorus]
Bitch I am on ten, this ain’t no
Game, I’m not your fan
You should know, Hop’s back in here
Stay packin’ heat, you runnin’ shit, not actually
These niggas can’t pull off
What I do up in this booth
I am too rude when I intrude on you, don’t
Act like you never knew homie, I
Spent most of my life tryna get
Here, do not get near, you gon’ feel
Fear in its worst form
When I’m destroying you, I’m warning you

[Verse]
Murder!
Straight out the insane asylum
What the fuck am I? Just think about it, can’t define it
Say goodbye to any nigga you was vibin’ with
I fucking hate the climate
I’ve been on your trail like an invasive pirate, make you rise
Y’all can never slay Goliath
I’ve been taking rappers and creating diets
Now they on the ‘Gram tryna’ make it private
Hoping I don’t put them in a bad position
They’ve been prayin’ I don’t ever catch ’em slippin’ (Haha!)
You could build a buzz rappin’ sick shit
But you better not come around me I can differ (Bitch!)
I’ve been lost on the path of sinnin’
I just hope the Lord’s gonna have forgiveness (Sorry)
Keep your mind out my bag of business
Else me and you gon’ have a bad collision (Oh no!)
Ain’t giving a fuck
Adrenaline rush (Low-pro!)
When hitting ’em up
You niggas are lunch (For sure!)
A cynical nut, I’m finna get buck (Hoes know!)
They feelin’ in love, my menacing touch
I have ’em flyin’ overseas, cryin’ over me
I am openly a cunt to ’em
See if I enroll the D I am gon’ unleash a giant load of cream on to ’em
Look, I ain’t a typical nigga you dealin’ with
This shit is finna get rowdy, I swear to God it is a must (Yeah, yeah)
I’ve been a militant minor degenerate ever since I was a
Little kid playing and kicking the mud (Yeah, yeah)
I’m a phenomenon no telling who I’ma bomb when I hop on a song
I’ma lose it, it’s written in blood (Yeah, yeah)
Honestly I done got everything I ever wanted
But is it enough? (Is it enough?)
You’re mad ’cause your fans ain’t as loyal
Dropping classics again
Wrecking on you, damn it, man
Get the body bag there is too much madness at hand weightin’ on you
K.O.-in’ niggas with the blow
Suck my dick under the mistletoe
Don’t forget the balls, lick ’em both
This is Sicko Mode level, Travis isn’t getting on because

[Chorus]
Bitch I am on ten, this ain’t no
Game, I’m not your fan
You should know, Hop’s back in here
Stay packin’ heat, you runnin’ shit, not actually
These niggas can’t pull off
What I do up in this booth
I am too rude when I intrude on you, don’t
Act like you never knew homie, I
Spent most of my life tryna get
Here, do not get near, you gon’ feel
Fear in its worst form
When I’m destroying you, I’m warning you

Ooh
Ooh, yeah
Skrrt
Skrrt skrrt
Yeah, gang, ooh

Ay Royce did it right here

Hop up in the Royce, girl, I’m chasing bandits
And I just let them [?], couldn’t stand it
And we run in your crib, just like a bandit (lil bitch)
Last time I seen you niggas, poppin xanax

[?] might hold them ransom, uh
Move out to the hills, might cop a mansion
Shoot a nigga down and do the race, yuh
Brought all my hundreds to the bank now

Too much money, I need more rice
I smoked it all, I need some more pipe
I spent a hundred racks and made it right back
I slept on the 8 to get more smack

Yeah, nigga, I pulled up; straight flexing
[?] devil, you, not the west
I popped 20 xanxs and my brother brought up resting
Acting like you 12, that’s why we testing

Hop up in the Royce, girl, I’m chasing bandits
And I just let them [?], couldn’t stand it
And we run in your crib, just like a bandit (lil bitch)
Last time I seen you niggas, poppin xanax

[?] might hold them ransom, uh
Move out to the hills, might cop a mansion
Shoot a nigga down and do the race, yuh
Brought all my hundreds to the bank now

I roll up, I cashed out, uh
We run out to get packed out (Grr..)
I go shopping [?]
[?]

Yuh nigga skrrt off in the range (Skrrt skrrt)
For the sex, bitch
I just want the brain?
I hit a lick
Yuh nigga got away
My diamonds dance
They even ‘dancin right now, uh

Hop up in the Royce, girl, I’m chasing bandits
And I just let them [?], couldn’t stand it
And we run in your crib, just like a bandit (lil bitch)
Last time I seen you niggas, poppin xanax, uh

[?] might hold them ransom, uh
Move out to the hills, might cop a mansion
Shoot a nigga down and do the race, yuh
Brought all my hundreds to the bank now

[Intro]
Lil’ bae, bae, bae, bae, bae
Ayy, ayy

[Hook]
I got a new foreign
I got a new foreign
I got a new bae, damn
I got a new broad
I got a new foreign
I got a new bitch (new bitch)
I got a new head, yeah (new head)
I’m on my new shit

[Verse 1]
Take a lil’ dog to the moon, you’ll be a real nigga (real nigga)
Take a lil’ dog to the moon, you’ll be a real nigga (real nigga)
I want you to take pics [?]
You’ll steal a nigga, you’ll steal a nigga, aye
Boom boom to the boom boom, I see [?]
You [?] tightrope [?]
You played a good time at the night show, I might cuff you
Shawty the highlight, she got a good vibe, ain’t life worth livin’
I got a pound of weed for some [?]
Nigga’s bitches [?]
I want head I want some fuckin’ knees
I want lil’ momma to slutty me
O.T. Genesis, yeah she cuttin’ me
Make her [?] on me
Shawty said she wanna cum on me
Shawty said she wanna cum on me
Shawty said she needa [?]
Shawty said wanna [?]
Sing to her like I’m [?]
Pass it [?]
Pop the perky, baby, painkiller
Pockets [?]
[?] deep inside the nosebleed
Big flooded out my thang really
Sex goin’ [?] that
Fuck around and get a body bag
Fuck around and catch a [?]
Fuck around and get a lot of bags
I tear up the sidewalk
I tear up the asphalt