[Verse 1] C-U-L-T On the TV screen C-U-L-T C-U-L-T On the TV screen Ayo The shadows They got you Out in the sweaty run They're dashing out the forest front Thought I was lost, but I was caught up In the magic mushroom run I'm leaving craters in their brain slot That's what Guess what I was caught up Pain down Now I don't even know what I'm on about Better better be the first guest Ticked off the checklist Fix my destiny And wait until I'm in the same fucking place My name is Jake, I've opened up All the right gates Don't be walking my way Talk of my name, I'll be forced to slay The force that lays deep within, sucker You about to find out if you sick can swim, sucker Got me chucked you in the deep end See, I'm saying that I fucking hate it, not mistaken Waking up with the killer headache, frustrated Thinking I haven't even lived my c-e-n and I'm stressed Look me gotta accept addiction baby I'm crazy motherfucking crazy, baby This is the huge enormous nicotine performance And I'm puffing till my eyes begin to bleed So don't be talking shit I'm just trying to get my papers cleared I'm head-fucking loaded here So come with chicken Fucking young rectus With the loaded weapons What you reckon, better be quick To come and check it, you better reck it
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