Vanilla Paste Lyrics – Tallah
Singer: Tallah
Title: Vanilla Paste
I said I’m never living like this
Here we go, heat the knife
-Maybe end up dead
Notice, everyone’s a little red
Could it be? Could it be?
Could it be that you faked it just to push a narrative?
Hide your kids, hide your wife
I’m about to play God
I’ve made a lot of enemies
And I want their heads
Eat up!
O’ here comes another full-course meal!
You’ll be fine
(Eat it up)
Playin’ God, Imma’ act a heathen
The b#stard child and the non-believer
Ain’t gonna’ lie; I get mad, but then I get even
Keep it movin’
I’m bobbin’ and weavin’
Can’t touch me
I stay on my king sh#t, me and this slugger-bat, swingin’
Louisville City made like an Ali hit
I see you on the other side of the screen seethin’
I can’t stand how you’ still on and on on that poor, pitiful me bit
They say success is the best revenge
But honest, I still wish that you’d stop f#ckin’ breathin’
Bitter b#tchin’ but I’m back and better
-Some shoot to kill, but now I aim to maim ‘em to death
Done shovelin’ shit; you can go shove this here—b#tch
But I’ve gotten used to shoveling crap
Hide your kids, hide your wife
I’m about to play God
If I gave you wiggle-room
Would you make amends?
Eat up!
O’ here comes another full-course meal!
You’ll be fine
‘Cause dead men don’t vomit
And you’ve all come so damn far!
There’s no need to call a cab back home
You’ll be fine
Tell them again
They think I’m breaking in silence
I’m just contemplating violence
So sick of the b#llsh#t, so sick of all the hatred
Can’t take all the noise
I make the choice
When all I have is my f#cking voice
By now, you should know
That I’ve had enough of your boot on my neck
I’ve had enough
Well, I find myself sitting in the corner
Contemplating what Hell looks like through these eyes
Well, I can’t imagine Heaven looks any different
From the Hell that’s our life
So sick of the pain
So sick of the paranoia
Sick of the rage
Sick of looking in the mirror
Seeing myself—a manmade horror—horror
Like a fly, you’re so full of sh#t
Everyone’s a little red
Everyone’s a little red
Everyone’s a little red and so full of sh#t
Crippled—corrupt
-That’s all they are
But wait! You’ll get what your heart cried for
Eat up!
O’ here comes another full-course meal!
You’ll be fine
‘Cause dead men don’t vomit
And you’ve all come so damn far!
There’s no need to call a cab back home
You’ll be fine
Everyone’s a little red
Everyone’s a little red
Everyone’s a little red
Until they show how they feel
Spew, I spew forth blades
Just to get ‘em out
Just to get ‘em out
I know it’s for the better if you just step aside
I’m retching, folding, pleading
Trying to spit up what I’m holding deep inside
Are you famished?
Are you famished?
Are you famished?
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