Deep (They're All Gonna Laugh at You!) - The Buttress

Yea bitch, I’ll bump your shit, when I’m laid out and candlelit

Can’t handle it?

Disarm 'em then harm 'em, I dismantle it

Got 'em like it’s a new life for me

I’m ready to start over, dosing, can’t fight the notion

Of your frozen memory, PTSD, your thoughts are too deep

You can’t sleep, smoking on that fucking piss weed

Get with it, Philip Dick shit, the wickedest

Can’t make it?

don’t fake it, bitch watch it, before I break it

(You got a) Tendency to dependency

You blind fool, better ease up on the Hennessy, or else

(They're all gonna laugh at you) But don’t feel iffy bout the spliffy because

(They're all gonna laugh at you) I’m buzzed

So talk to the bomb, teach it phenomenology, even though

(They're all gonna laugh at you)

Fuck 'em, let that prophet speak the prophecy, it’s too deep for ya’ll

Your house built of straw, my drawl make walls fall, bitch

Smoke so much weed when I leave they gotta fumigate

Ruminating over what the Buttress illuminating

To hate ya' is just human nature, I’ll waste ya'

Exit the matrix, ya' fake bitch, you know you betrayed us

Can’t hide, it’s the Buttress, the toughest, spit the roughest poems

As my dome speak, why you staring in disbelief?

Your art’s weak, Buttress make you cry and leave critique

Bitch I’m messing with your abstract expression

Don’t speak, learn a lesson, rule number 1: Don’t sleep

Or never again peep the sun, trust me ya' doubting Thomas

It’s gonna be real trippy I promise

Don’t have a bitch fit, jump on my witch stick

My rap game mad infective

Because I seek perspective like a fucking detective