This Is Not A Trigger Play

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Kenny Bear

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When I think of all the evil people with brains plagued by hate, I just wonder, are their souls evil too
How deep does the hate seep into their bodies and bones
Or does it start from the inside and claw its way to the surface
Are evil people poisoned by the circumstances
Or are they themselves the poison

Life is about perspective, I'd rather have my way
You die by the gun or let that motherfucker spray
Scrape my name on a bullet and take a trip outta state
Before you can even pull it, I'll be dancing on your grave
This is not a trigger play, why you wanna set the stage
I already checked the weather, I'm with the shits today
I'll never back down, I precipitate
Shots, shots, shots, oh, I'ma make it rain

You brought a knife to a gunfight, you're like a knight no armor
You really want war with a psychotic self-harmer
My brain's plagued by hate, my soul is evil too
That's what you said, so without further ado
This my portrait of a madman painted by you
I was breaking bones while you were playing peek-a-boo
If lightning struck me right now, I'd still Pikachu
But I ain't going ghost, girl, this Lil Peep will do
You're a beautiful poet, no matter what's true
You don't know what it's like to share my views
Roses are red, my thoughts been screwed
By another love gun, now I swallow these blues

Life is about perspective, I'd rather have my way
You die by the gun or let that motherfucker spray
Scrape my name on a bullet and take a trip outta state
Before you can even pull it, I'll be dancing on your grave
This is not a trigger play, why you wanna set the stage
I already checked the weather, I'm with the shits today
I'll never back down, I precipitate
Shots, shots, shots, oh, I'ma make it rain

I hate sunlight as much as you hate neon lights
What happened in the club that night, I guess I'll never know
Psych, you've been in the wrong, doing nothing for yourself now
Everything's for the gram, wow, you ever gave a f*ck? Ouch
I hate talking shit on songs, it's like I'm sending snail mail
I always assume the worst, Ben Franklin got you by the hair now
Jack and Jill went up a hill to fetch a fucking pal
We all screamed for ice cream, but Jill wanted rounds
The cocktail was a float, and with a sip she went south
She was supposed to stay at the top, but she loved going down
On any man she saw, as just another cash cow
On any man who supported her lifestyle

Life is about perspective, I'd rather have my way
You die by the gun or let that motherfucker spray
Scrape my name on a bullet and take a trip outta state
Before you can even pull it, I'll be dancing on your grave
This is not a trigger play, why you wanna set the stage
I already checked the weather, I'm with the shits today
I'll never back down, I precipitate
Shots, shots, shots, oh, I'ma make it rain

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