Keyboard Gangster

There is a fight in the yard All neighbors cashed in this card While chilling out the garden They're watching yelling go harder Open wounds are punched with salty gloves Creaking teeth while having second thoughts But now you're in the ring it's on Real soon you'll get to break some bones Wake up take a good reason to be mad Wash your brain and face go book another rematch Don't be nice don't meet them in the middle Scroll it up and stick a thicker needle (In your mind) Wisely cooking fights Typing up his bites Manners left behind Comments every night Sharing your insights Feel like you get to decide You must pick a side Impress me with your light Press your fuckin like Trolls and phony dolls, I know you're here Don't think reflections ever disappear I'm feeling your thrill of feeding your anger While you're just being a bitch ass keyboard gangster Snowflakes everywhere it's getting hot in here Bleeding fingers just to make it clear The drilling no chilling no bottom lines on the ceiling Feeling yourself in your room Might be your life's only meaning Consistencs of information Or the document that doesn't die. Once the information is out there on the internet You lose control of it. Every call needs a dial Every word is a file Angriness breathing minds The prisoner needs a chug The snail wanna be no slug A thug maybe need a hug Your loneliness needs a drug Your ego just needs to brag If you want to shoot, shoot don't talk Otherwise, they'll be giving you smoke and you gonna sleep before you gonna choke You already know you're a joke, not the joker You better just take a walk All bitter and fake it ain't gonna work You know what I think, you can suck a... (Cock) Trolls and phony dolls, I know you're here Don't think reflections ever disappear I'm feeling your thrill of feeding your anger While you're just being a bitch ass keyboard gangster Snowflakes everywhere it's getting hot in here Bleeding fingers just to make it clear The drilling no chilling no bottom lines on the ceiling Feeling yourself in your room Might be your life's only meaning Trolls and phony dolls, I know you're here Don't think reflections ever disappear I'm feeling your thrill of feeding your anger But you're just being a bitch ass keyboard gangster Snowflakes everywhere it's getting hot in here Bleeding fingers just to make it clear The drilling no chilling no bottom lines on the ceiling Feeling yourself in your room Might be your life's only meaning I'm not impressed You're just like all the rest You're all sick on obsession ego dressed Addicted to the pain to blow your chest We live in such a mess