Hollywood Undead feat. Tech N9ne – Idol Lyrics | Video

Lyrics Idol – Hollywood Undead feat. Tech N9ne

I think I’m an angel, but I am cursed
Riding so painful, ghost-whipping the hearse
My secrets are shameful, my secrets are faithful
My life is no fable, I’m an archangel

Fiends and I’m filling ’em drugs
And I’m dealing ’em, pack the s**t up
The orders, I’m filling ’em, load the clip up
‘Cause I stay drilling ’em, what did you say
Slow down, son, you’re killing ’em

What do you do, they look up to you
A porcelain doll, an idol, a tool
You dropped outta school
You’re burning up fuel
An angel of death, the face of a ghoul

I ain’t your idol, kid, I’m just a gangster
I cannot save you, son, I ain’t no savior
I ain’t your idol, kid, and I’m full of hatred
I cannot save you now, I ain’t no savior

I ain’t your idol, kid..②

No, I ain’t your idol, kid, your idol..②

I’m gonna be killing ’em without any airplay
‘Cause I dare say anything not their way
F**k politically correct and the scared way
They don’t want this angel demon bringing muerte
Not imagining me dumping a magazine
Thought that you had a dream, but really have a king
But this one is splattering, battering
On a mission traveling, protected by Mazikeen

I’m talking extremities with enemies, obscenities, to you
I’m exactly what a rival is
If you’re not finna be my synergy infinitely
I’m then wishing you suicidal s**t
I’m homicidal, b**ch, and I puff a lotta medijuana
But I run up on ’em, and it got a vital kick
If you’re not up on the damage the Bible did
I ain’t your idol, kid

I ain’t your idol, kid, I’m just a gangster
I cannot save you, son, I ain’t no savior
I ain’t your idol, kid, and I’m full of hatred
I cannot save you now, I ain’t no savior

I ain’t your idol, kid

Looking at me, well, what do you see
The vision of something that you’ll never be
The kingdom will come, they’ll come for the king
What do you want, what do you need
I’m an addict with a habit
I’ll blow your f**king head off
Goddammit, can’t stand it
The look on your face, the desperation
I cannot take it, I feel it again
The needles are pushing up under my skin
I cannot speak, but the νoices within
The evil is good and the virtue of sin
Who are you What do you need
Are you sure you wanna be like me
Then pay up, nothing is free
A deal with the devil, a deal with me

I ain’t your idol, kid..④

No, I ain’t your idol, kid, your idol
No, I ain’t your idol, kid, your idol
No, I ain’t your idol, kid
I cannot save you, son…

➤ Written by Johnny 3 Tears, J-Dog & Tech N9ne
Album: New Empire, Vol.2
Produced by Matt Good
Hollywood Undead | Tech N9ne | 2020

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