[Lyric] Righteous King In A Bloodstained Robe (WEBI)

[Verse 1: WEBI]
Okay, lets take a minute to take your head out of the rainbow
Choke the unicorns you've been imaging until them bitches is strangled
‘Cause with pure flames ablaze you tango
Meaning your dancing with motherfucking fire, one wrong step and get your hand blown
Off, Fuck it, Sometimes the worst give you the best message
That’s why we’re heading to Satan to get ourselves a lesson
What would happen, if I made the wall in this room blood red
Then planted a sweet little garden, but put the tools in the bloodshed
And if I just went all hacker-slasher until everybody’s, everyone’s dead
And never stopped until the motherfucking sun bled
Im sorry, Im just a lunatic forever trapped in the Hell in my head
Possessed in my mind, I tell myself “Hello” in my head
Because as I said, all of my friends are dead
And your dead, I asked you to point me the right way but instead
You had me D.I.Y
Now Im on the right road, going D.U.I
Fuck a C.I.A., fuck a F.B.I
Because N.W.A. taught me
How to stick my middle finger to the authorities
The police couldn't even give a damn about negro
Pull a trigger, kill a nigga he’s a hero
Hope you don’t mind my quote
From the realest rapper who ever wrote, I.M.O
So, I.D.G.A.F. for a hater
Im a ticking time bomb of good raps, fueled by anger
And the fuel chambers’ full, bitch
I ain't no zookeeper so don’t give me this bullshit
And idiots the devil’s favorite culprit, the bullets’ innocent
Unload a full clip, oh shit, I'm never gonna be honored
The devil on my left shoulder just gets larger
While the right angel just gets smaller
I can barely even hear its silent murmur
They say I ain't fine, bitch, I'm tryin'
Just if sec’s are cents and if min’s are dimes
Then your mind must be fucked if you think I'm not gonna take my time
That’s why I'm still somehow twisted in a strait jacket
Never paid taxes
Too young to even drink batches of alcoholic beverages
But Im still a hazard
Armed with a dangerous massive imagination that causes the havoc
Quite tragic for the victim of the tactic
In fact its way too hard to understand without a backtrack
The complexity of the trap
Is enough to give a nigga a goddamned cataplexy attack
Better evacuate the building
And anticipate a killing
Because I'm willing to change from normal and calm to harm and thrilling
Chilling spines because I'm bad to the bone
Unknown but soon my shit will hone after the hits are thrown
And shone the way to make it on my own
Fuck you, oops, I guess I should watch my tone
When organs torn decorate my royal throne
I'm a righteous king in bloodstained robe
I'm a righteous king in bloodstained robe
Bitches
Love, Isaiah