Verse 1)
Yo, check the mic, one two, this ain't no game, it's the pain,
Deb on the court, serving venom, ain't no refrain.
Patrick on the run, dodging shadows, a twisted scene,
With a tennis racket in his a*s, Deb's ruling like a fiend.
Strap on strap in Debs serving an ace.
He’s loving it just look at Pats face.
(Chorus)
From the digital abyss of X N X X dot com
Life's a nightmare, watchin' the darkness spread.
From the Palomino's gloom to the internet's snare,
This concrete jungle's got demons, beware...
(Verse 2)
Late night scrolls, the screen's a curse, can't break the chain,
German street whores on the net,
The blacker the better!
Watching their minge getting wetter and wetter.
(Chorus)
From the digital abyss of X N X X dot com
Life's a nightmare, watchin' the darkness spread.
From the Palomino's gloom to the internet's snare,
This concrete jungle's got demons, beware...
(Verse 3)
Then flip the script, to the heart of the ladies of the night
Watching London at the Palomino, Pat drooling at the sight.
The tension's thick, the tales unfold, a sinister show,
He hopes to be wanked off, a shag or a blow
(Verse 4)
And on the walls, or in the mind, the demons we embrace,
Loving the work of Ed Kemper and other serial killers
Of the community they are the pillars
(Verse 5)
Last but not least, a character you gotta dread,
Peter Sutcliffe in the house, ready to let the chaos spread.
When he gets the chance, you know he won't be faking,
How he likes to get hammered, no mercy, just breaking.
(Outro)
So that's the cipher, the real, the raw, no need to pretend,
Life's a descent, my friend, 'til the bitter end.
Remember remember this perfect score!
1 2 3 4 pump that p***y till it’s sore
F**k you the vegas knights