Cardboard Crowd (Venom)

[Hook]

They say that these fans is hard to love, after a week it’s enough, just want to give up
But yo, ya’ll are my thrive, quietly, writing my blood
And if it’s just a cardboard crowd out there to indulge in Jonah’s little lulls that he wrote for those
Those cardboard folks, I ain’t receiving your venom but hopes

[Verse]

For you I groped this mic and struck life into bars
That hard knocked my life, hit like lightning strikes tend to char
Every par-lowing hard, cart racin for a chart
Spot copping little mark carvin heart breaking narc
That ain’t my card, a white kid alarmed
By the dark ages of spot taking, fakin every bar
Then enlarge an ego, evil people leapin through beat deceitful
Read a little regal credence, heathen when reapin religion lethal
People, these ain’t the words of your leader
Just a creature speaking eager freedom thoughts of a proper teacher
And maybe it’s Unorthodocks, a real preacher harboring the secret
Of the larger part of a garbage cart he sparked then parched the speakers
Of repeat offenders, charged with makin crap then a killing
Willingly trippin on bitchin about the gangs they representin
And it’s hard to be ten and live that hug life when daddy’s Cryptin
Keepin respect for that cardboard kid and visions from a masked villain
(C’mon!)

[Hook 2]

They say that these fans is hard to love, and after a week it’s enough, just want to give up
But yo ya’ll are my thrive, ya’ll quietly are writing my blood
And if it’s just a cardboard crowd out there to indulge in Jonah’s little lulls that he wrote for (those x3)
Cardboard folks, ya’ll ain’t receiving my venom but my hopes