Lyrics

Catacomb creep, buried last week But I came back just to witness your defeat Worms in my teeth, mud on my body Used to ride shotty with my hand on the shotty Dial 5-1-7 Before the next 7 if you trying to get connected (What?) Don't look in the attic I don't need an extra case while I'm running through the madness (SESH) Too clean can't miss it, Clorox, boy, two blunts disinfected Weeping willows steady hanging Set the mood perfect, I just hope it start raining You shot your shot and you missed, brick I step in quick and go swish, bitch I go so swish they don't tic-tic Our shows be like with god damn Bizkit Checking this shit off my wishlist Tell me one person that's this-this Deal with these kids like "Tisk-tisk!" They know my position is infinite Never get low 'cause I always re-up This is what dreams are made up of and I am Hillary Duff Bum and a youngin, and I'm about to erupt I suggest it's on eggshells around me you walk Better be a sweetheart if you want to talk If not, guess what, you get fucked Painted on horns but a halo's what you got Acting devilish get you burned on the spot Spot, get you burned on the spot Acting devilish get you burned on the spot Yeah, get you burned on the spot
Writer(s): Elmo O Connor, Endangered Body Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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