Whyte Nicotyne - Austin Lyrics

Hey Austin, I make your autism look awesome
Ha ha ha, scaredy cat
You talk about if you've had the chance, but you blow everyone you've had
What's funny to me is you always yap, stuck in a trap, forget the past
That's why every girl you talk to leaves you, shit is just sad
Even your best friend doesn't understand, you're gonna die alone, hate to ruin your plans
Wah wah, no one wants to date someone that raps
Austin ain't a man, remember you wanna be Stan
All of your friends talk about it behind your back"There's no way Austin will make it in rap"
I agree, he's coming up short and flat
Might as well get on those pills again and call it relapse
Bashed like them pumpkins smashed
Giving baby boomers heart attacks
I'm all of your bad habits in one batch
Call me nicotine cause like a latch, I got you all attached to my craft
Close the hatch, this is crack, you're all my addicts
Whoever had my back probably stabbed it
Now snapchat it"Oh look, it's B-Rabbit"
I act out as a savage to extract my attack
Revenge stripped with a pen, avenged
Slashing Lizzie Bordern with an axe
Jack the Ripper's match, gash
Look at the gap, who's keeping tabs?
Subtract, add, detract
They say once you go black, you never turn back
W-where do you think our soul is headed at?
Mom said if we quit rap, she'd kick our ass
Use each word as a bullet with extended mags
Our use of poetry and rhymes are similar to a gat
You can't think outside the box of an addict
Austin doesn't really want the static
He's a hopeless romantic
I'm combative, in fact compacted
You probably need a schematic
People say you're a bit dramatic
Lashin' out back at it the last of the hash
I'm a bookworm, I gotta learn fast
Book and street smart combined for each task
F*cking with me's like pickin' a scab
Scars are worse, I keep comin' back
Backtrack somethin' you can't even scratch
You need a hazmat mask or a chemical to react
I'm a brainiac, maniac
They like you better when you are sad
I bet I drive you mad
Good, I'm glad
Keep the foot on the gas, no brake pads
I have expansion packs, expandin' through all of the lands
My book of rhymes doesn't fit in a bag
I'm feelin' a thousand, call me a grand
Where do I stand?
Banned? Shit canned?
Austin's the bitch of the band
Get the cam, you're a sociopath
Selfish, no wonder everyone leaves your ass
You're helpless
You deserve what's comin' nevertheless
Narcissist or pessimists? (At least not a misogynist)
Karma was on your side until I bought the bid
Say farewell, life isn't fair well, no one gives a shit (f*ck you)
I struggled, wasn't myself for years and nobody noticed it
You literally sound like a bitch
Get a grip, Nicotyne makes Austin co-exist
Without me, no one would know what you did
Now you want a relationship, a family man with a plan
Wife and some kids, so you can get pussy whipped?
Who was there for you when you were a kid?"shut it"
You couldn't buzz me if you were only the nic
You mean like a haircut?
No, you just nicked
Barely grazed me and missed
You said"forget the past"
Find someone better to diss
I'm a product of Slim
Yeah, but you'll never be him
Everyone was right about you (suck my dick)
It's too small though, isn't it?
Short prick, holding grudges
Disgruntled with terrible judgment
Unbearable to witness
Reluctant, repugnant
F*cking disgusting
Discuss it like our concussion
From Dillan Constant
Austin's unresponsive
Introverted with a quiet demeanor
Quite weird (quit talking)
I know all of your insecurities
Let's make it clear
Austin's a puppeteer
The biggest pussy in here
You live off of greed, not a single tear
You need a threesome for a musketeer
Too blind to fish the sea, missing shots with fear
I'm cooking my biggest hater, yet sins seared
I'm your biggest enemy
You can't get rid of me
I'm with you mentally (schizo)
Remember being a team?
No, you used me as a teen
You need Nicotyne like caffeine does energy
Would you rather be cringeworthy?
I'm the epitome of everything you seek
You don't see your own identity
Where are my fiends?
I ain't worried
I created you as an alter ego
Here's an epiphany
Money and power comes with the root of all evil
Austin's not powers
You're a coward that uses people
I was there for you when no one cared
Back when you almost gave up and grew out your hair
(I'm self-aware) No, you are not
You're autistic as f*ck
Socially awkward
You'll need a doctor
From here onward to set things proper
You're an actor without an Oscar
Get slaughtered
Lowest ratings on the roster
You better fix your posture
Here's a subscription for your prescription
Monster
Gone bonkers
You get no offers from Oxford
You would drown in shallow waters
You have an addiction
Encryption
Imposter
Why are you afraid?
Are you feeling betrayed?
I'm killing myself to make a living
Nothing will be the same
Your fate is over
It's getting grim with whatever faith
Fear the Reaper
I became the bully you hate
Without me you're never self-made
You hate when people play victim
Here's a hot take
You act real but inside you're a deep fake
Austin has trust issues
I know all of your secrets and mistakes
You showed up a little too late