Shooting Starlets (Prod. Aayu)

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Fienyx

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If the world was built for two
It certainly wasn’t built for you
They picking off the black sheep, sniffing up the vaccine
Crippled with the cane
I’m sitting in the backseat, lifted off the trash heap
Pistol to my brain
Flip a nickel with a stain, Two-Faced to make ripples in the game
It’s as simple as they’re saying if you’ve hindered all your flame
Let them reign, I ain’t finna fall for fame, innards on display
For entertainment? I’d rather sink than sing on your slave ship
Chains, whips, ain’t shit. Just keep you tame when you're famous
Painted as patron saints, sacred agents of the Matrix
It’s a shame, in the name of some trivial gains
Stars are framed, played like a bunch of video games
At the press of a button, get to stepping like nothing
Was ever set for discussion and then dissected of substance
They pretend they above it like it ain’t left to the public
Who in the end direct the direct extent of your budget
Yeah, sunset is coming, let the prophesy hail true
May you never forget the day that democracy failed you
Hypocrisy nailed truth to the "X" on the dotted line
Cosign the slaughter so we can all sing this little light of mine
“Heaven is a place on earth where you
Tell me all the things you want to do
I heard that you like the bad girls
Hunny, is that true?
It’s better than I ever even knew
They say that the world was built for two
Only worth living if somebody
Is loving you… Baby, now you do”
Bitten forbidden fruit, the poison apple of your eye
They’re living proof of all that happens when you die
Line them up in front a firing squad, gunning for the head
Admire in awe, many bled to keep that carpet running red
You took your body downtown, the DTs found out
EMTs countdown ‘til u licked clean by chow hounds
Pussy on a platter, you're society’s Siamese
Your body’s a crime scene, I seen it on the side street
Underwent the knife, like, “It’s all about the timing!”
And you were right, just picked the wrong site for hiding
Born vixen, swore she needed more fixing
All tense before presented, got a date with the mortician
Through the stitches and the soreness—face lifted, lips are gorgeous
Bigger tits, ass blimped, now you're stiff as rigor mortis
Floored, hit all fours like good little business horse
Live fast, die young—‘least you’ll leave an exquisite corpse
“Heaven is a place on earth where you
Tell me all the things you want to do
I heard that you like the bad girls
Hunny, is that true?
It’s better than I ever even knew
They say that the world was built for two
Only worth living if somebody
Is loving you… Baby, now you do”
'Oh yeah?
Ok, let’s play, my little sex slave. Bettie Page in bondage
No resting, heaven is a place where your neck’s strained in my harness
Chest plate full of carbon, next day headache from your conscience
Why the f*ck would I put you on if I wasn’t depraved and heartless?
Starving artists unguarded against my carnage
‘Cause my palm gives something solid they all want but aren’t promised
Truly doomed without the fruits of the accomplished
‘Cause the world was built for two—that’s the root of being acknowledged'
Hell, that’s cold. Starlets victimized by telescopes
Wait ‘til whites of their lies show to shoot—then embellish those
Cameras for the common good? You a Commie and a tyrant
Paparazzi propaganda—pop a Nazi with the iron
TMZ? TMI, private eye. What team am I?
There’s no “i” in team, but there’s a “me,” so feel free to die
You a fiend that feed on lives, I’m a fiend that feed on lines
Used to be the white stuff, but now the lights up, and well, that phoenix fine
“Heaven is a place on earth where you
Tell me all the things you want to do
I heard that you like the bad girls
Hunny, is that true?
It’s better than I ever even knew
They say that the world was built for two
Only worth living if somebody
Is loving you… Baby, now you do”

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