Hold That (feat. Haarper)

(Fucking love you Jordan) Depressed Venom really got 'em, wanna eat flesh Saying 'lil SCALE$ get a tattoo I don't need pain for a bad mood Hittin' on ya mitz, I don't feel bad 'Know she never had a real dad Fuckin' on ya bitch I got no tats Lickin' on both my, hold that Oh man I ain't stick to the program Flyin' down South with a cold plan Stand 6'2, but I'm 4'10 Needa' grow up Imma old man Still feel young wit' a hopes plan If I get bucks, where it fold at? Don't give a fuck, you can hold that Coke smell Wanna fuck me? Oh well Blowin' up this hotel I'm on acid, oh yeah Fuck you and ya whole bitch Switchin' flippin' Rode switch Mr get it gone shit Off the wire, oh shit Depressed Venom really got 'em, wanna eat flesh Saying 'lil SCALE$ get a tattoo I don't need pain for a bad mood Hittin' on ya mitz, I don't feel bad 'Know she never had a real dad Fuckin' on ya bitch I got no tats Lickin' on both my, hold that (what?) Oh man I ain't stick to the program Flyin' down South with a cold plan Stand 6'2, but I'm 4'10 Needa' grow up Imma old man Still feel young wit' a hopes plan If I get bucks, where it fold at? Don't give a fuck, you can hold that Been a good minute since I poured gasoline on the things that hold back Imma set ablaze the whole track Then I whip out my cock, she can hold that She suckin' on my john and I'm feelin' so calm SCALE$ passin' the baton, now I'm rippin' off yo arms With the prowess of a beast full moon in the east Shut ya fuckin' mouth when I speak Imma come through with the terror Tearing through 'yo brain until it's hollow Pantera I be getting bread like a fuckin' Panera She givin' that head that make her eyes all sclera You should be embarrassed when you walk up on the terrace you will perish When I get the galick gun to ya tum fucking heiress Cut out the lights now blood on ya nightgown Another pussy boy, another bitch, another stye down Run when you see me bleed Shapeshifting with the sky I breathe Fire out my lungs, death to ya pedigree I don't give a fuck about the things you speak You need to fucking stay, in ya own lane You wont see the light of day Bringing you a hell where no one can hear you pray Another hollow shell laying lifeless in the rain (Shit, you thought there was gonna be another hook?) (Just rewind the fucking song, Jesus Christ)