Denúncia Coimbrã

Ok quit playin’ with the scissors and shit, and cut the crap

I shouldn’t have to rhyme these words in the rhythm for you to know it’s a rap

You said you was king, you lied through your teeth

For that fuck your feelings, instead of getting crowned you’re getting capped

And to the fans, I’ll never let you down again, I’m back

I promise to never go back on that promise, in fact

Let’s be honest, that last Relapse CD was “ehhhh”

Perhaps I ran the max and since hit the ground

Relax, I ain’t going back to that now

All I’m tryna say is get back, click-clack BLAOW

Cause I ain’t playin’ around

There’s a game called circlin’, I don’t know how

I’m way too rough back down

But I think I’m still tryn to figure this crap out

Thought I had it mapped out but I guess I didn’t

This fucking black clouds still follow’s me around

But it’s time to exorcise these demons

These motherfuckers are doing jumping jacks now!