Vultures (feat. Bitter Stephens, Prolyphic & Metermaids) Song Lyrics

They pickin' at the dead looking for some meat
Then they sittinat my table lookin' for a meal to eat
Similar scenes interweave to piece the puzzle back together
Motherfuckers think they're clever but never been better
Than an image sittin' on burnin' bridges fishin' for some interest in it
But didn't fit the shoes they stole to look a little different, ah
Opportunity knocks you the fuck out
Big leaguer poppin' shit from the dug out
Watch'em all run out, sad story to the bank
Motherfuckers my age got that teenage angst
Wrap it up and put a bow on top of that rap music
And eat the rotting chest out of anything you do with it

In the wasteland of vulture I sculpt another masterpiece
Gorilla knuckle drag across the street through your smoke screen
Hypocritic cynicals that seem to be the centerpiece
Of everything that's left within me still a bitter seed
Bragadocious blood suckers teeter totter relevence
Money hungry fingers in the jar on some peasant shit
The elephant in the room is how elegant I can do this