Texty

I'm coming back to my bar to bar bullshit You so surprised that you did a back flip Leaving you hanging by a tree bitch Blood dripping down like you had your fuckin throat slit You sitting saying this shit doesn't matter? Leave you face all bloody and battered Don't raise your voice at me bastard Or imma have to beat you ass wit a fuckin metal ladder Lemme be, I'm muthfuckin 20 Saying things in a different voices like this shit is funny Haven't had a haircut so since I'm looking so bummy Things looking bad, having people running from me I am a murderer so I'll live with it No fucking blood shoes but Im still killing shit Im living life while I'm causing this conflict What the fuck to do next instead stopping this bitch I'm confident Yeah I'm confident I'm looking like my father but I'm just stupid lit Chopping up these bodies, who the fuck gone stop me? Looking at me like a nigga stupid rich Word on the street, I'm a suspect I killed your fucking brother in a mosh pit I killed him in the making of this project Just to shut him up and get my check The black winged devil doing shit on a different level Decapitate you with my war shovel Loud as hell like I'm playin heavy metal And have you paranoid like you hear the house settle Imma asshole I've always been one Fuck you mean I'm still here and just wanna have fun Sitting back under a tree and eating some plums Sharing with my homies that been there since day one Whoa! Aye! This is the thing I've been living for This is the thing I've been killing for This is that hellboy hype ritual I'm just saying some words and you get me C'mon bitch try to kill me Living like on this hill peak Everybody know about hype Everybody wanted to fight Oh yeah, Oh yeah Everybody know about hype Everybody wanted to fight Oh yeah, Oh yeah Everybody know about hype Everybody wanted to fight Oh yeah, Oh yeah Everybody know about hype Everybody wanted to fight Oh yeah, Oh yeah
Writer(s): Richon Alston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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