The Black Keys - Sinister Kids Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1: Bernz of iMayday!] This for the people out there, yeah, yeah All right, Okay! Pa** me the torch, so I can squash this bridge to the ground Till the ashes get back up in bowls and smoked then pa**ed around Motherf**er tryin to tell me that the sound is so profound but I ain't buying it Carbon copy pirates spreading the v-virus I got the cure, uncut and pure, coming off of a national tour Coming home to a waste land with a best man on the mic is a sham, sh**'s a scam Ain't nothing more, you know you ain't about that life Me by my people steady living under brighter spot lights [Hook: The Black Keys] Well, the crooks are out And the streets are gray You know I wouldn't have it any other way Yeah Your mother's words They're, they're ringing still But your mother don't pay our bills Yeah [Verse 2: Wrekonize of iMayday!] Hell nah! I walk with iron lungs and metal boots watch the floor rust I'm catching withdrawls of not having yall to drink with us up on the tour bus It's madness, Mary Jane and a dirty pair of sneakers Savage every day, she got a purty pair of tweeters I'm a menace to high cla**, my vocals are high pa** My manners are white trash, so you all could kiss my fly a** I've seen this all before, the writings on the door I will not be downward the beggin the power is getting the crowd to roar [Verse 3: Bernz] Hey, that's right, that's right, that's right I see ‘em yellin Mayday You think I'm playin? I'mma get what I can, then I'll crash on an island fast You think sh** with phantoms score some a** But the gods have plan, for my friends and my fam What the morse code tatted on their arm band Get it while you can cause this sh** won't last Smash ain't grabbin like up his a** And I have to ask, how far is too far? When you dream with the stars, and you live in the clouds You always always drunk at bars, I frequent Mars Come home just for the battle scars and the food Never did I ever think that I'd have to attack your whole platoons [Bridge: The Black Keys] I got a tortured mind And my blade is sharp A bad combination In the dark If I k** a man In the first degree Baby would you, would you flee with me? Would you? Yeah [Verse 4: Wrekonize] Since back when ¡Mayday! was a duo, punto I was in the corner like you like "you go!" Giving em pointers and who knows What else I did to be uno I challenged these rappers and won Twenty five g's in a battle for funds MTV put me on salary once and the rest is a battle ain't got anyone I'm drinking KC Tea, in a cup marked solo On a cold like Marco Polo, and I better get a deal for the Lolo So, so, so deaf and I don't mean brants and jagged dodos But the tracks you got for promos Them raps are screaming "No no!"