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Ivan Ovchinnikov
Ivan Ovchinnikov
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If I wanted you dead you'd already be dead
If I wanted you hurt you would eat through a straw
For the rest of your life while confined to a bed
Having to pay every day as you're beat bloody raw
If I wanted you fucked then you'd look like a gape
When I want you to burn, only ashes remain
If I want something bad then it is what I get
So this bat cracks your skull, then it smashes your brain
Yo, what I want is not always the right thing
Might not be good for the people around
Be like a bomb full of nails and a bright bang
Is what's ahead, half the dead never get found
But I'm not the one to think decisions through and so to drown ya
I will drill a bunch of holes in the boat we both be sailing on
Always quick to have a drink or seventeen when I come around you
If they give me thirty-four sobriety tests I will fail 'em all
And not at all would I feel like an asshole
Till I awake, blood ain't fake on my hands
I wish it was stabbed and cut like an 8-ball
Of those that fall I'm not aimin' to make no friends
All depends on if I'm feeling like I'm failing or I'm killing
At the game that I am playing 'cause I hate to fuckin' lose
Feelin’ so when I'm a loser, drug and alcohol abuser
Helping hand I will refuse and violence is what I choose
If I wanted you dead you'd already be dead
If I wanted you hurt you would eat through a straw
For the rest of your life while confined to a bed
Having to pay every day as you're beat bloody raw
If I wanted you fucked then you'd look like a gape
When I want you to burn, only ashes remain
If I want something bad then it is what I get
So this bat cracks your skull, then it smashes your brain
If I wanted to hear you run your mouth I'd pause (Wait! What?) and pull my dick out
But that ain't me (No!), last seen in a bad dream (Where?)
Blaspheme when I spit on a fat beat (Ugh!)
Kill shit like fent in a bloodstream (Ooh!), my style just vibe on a crime scene
Go wild when I feel leaking body fluid on my bare feet
What I want? I-I want to be a good guy
But a good guy doesn't get this high (Nope!)
Doesn't write this many sick rhymes to justify deducting life (Bitch!)
I'm just a blight and I'm out to kill, I got missing people stuck in my grill
And I'm missing memories so frequently I can't tell myself what's happening
If I wanted you dead you'd already be dead
If I wanted you hurt you would eat through a straw
For the rest of your life while confined to a bed
Having to pay every day as you're beat bloody raw
If I wanted you fucked then you'd look like a gape
When I want you to burn, only ashes remain
If I want something bad then it is what I get
So this bat cracks your skull, then it smashes your brain
Written by: Ivan Ovchinnikov
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