クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mikey Rotten
Vocals
DED STARK
Vocals
Wolfgangsan
Vocals
Bollywood Beed
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nabid Najeed
Composer
wayne klingman
Songwriter
Nathan Earsley
Songwriter
Zac Wolfgang Otto
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bollywood Beed
Producer
歌詞
Fuckit
I’m causing a ruckus among the public
Until I kick the bucket
I’m running into the sunset
I’m turning a new leaf I guess I’m evil underneath
I’m burning thru the grief until the burden is relieved
Best Believe
I’m suppressing this depressing never ending pain
It’s always testing n pressing me till I go insane
maybe todays the day I finally let it of the chain
My inner demon is seething and it cannot be tamed
Make you a believer
Dick swinging like a cleaver
Want your body like I’m Fema
Baby, I got no demeanor
It’s kinda hard to see you
Blood up on my blade bitch I should’ve left it cleaner
You don’t wanna fuck around we might do some gangster shit
I just wanna blaze a pound, you just want to save a bitch
I ain't gonna make a sound if it ain’t gonna make me rich
miss me with the runaround damn, I really hate that shit
Damn, I hit a basic bitch
I’ll break a bitch and make her rich
I’m a dream eater
A real creature
The crypt keeper
Soul seeker
Got me feeling like the grim reaper
A Born leader
The Mind reader
Can’t get a feature
You a shrimp
I ain’t fucking with no bottom feeders
I can’t get away
from the past
It seems to haunt me
I can’t get enough of
Of getting back
At those who crossed me
Pull up
Then clean out the spot
I’m doing laundry
what?
You would let that shit slide
That’s beyond me
Written by: Nabid Najeed, Nathan Earsley, Zac Wolfgang Otto, wayne klingman