album cover
Skin
17
On Tour
Hip-Hop/Rap
Skin was released on September 28, 2018 by Majik Ninja Entertainment as a part of the album The Almighty
album cover
Release DateSeptember 28, 2018
LabelMajik Ninja Entertainment
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM96

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

Insides are a gift and your skin is the wrapping
You better run little rabbit I'm unraveled and rabid
I'm always sick and in pain bloodstained and insane
Thoughts black as the veins in this brain
No friends or a phone I'm just sitting alone
Counting the holes in my skin that's exposing the bone
(One, two, three)
I'm never gunning for nothing I need a reason
Gotta quiet the screaming I'm appeasing the demons (I'm sorry!)
Ultra violent of course I'll stab a bitch (bitch)
Treat her bloody corpse like a scratch-and-sniff
She's actually there I swear I'm not deranged
I'm missing teeth and patches of hair like I got the mange
Blood coats the walls embedded in the spackle
She keeps scratching at her shackles while I'm laughing like a jackal
I'll just show up like where the fuck the party at
Covered in blood wearing nothing but a party hat
Blood on my hands blood on my clothes
Blood on my face but I suppose
That's the nature of the beast that's within
The stains go away once I shed my skin
Blood on my hands blood on my clothes
Blood everywhere but I suppose
That's the nature of the beast that's within
The stains go away once I shed your skin
Blood flood the street blood cover my clothes
The house where I live is constructed of bones
So I always cut to the skeleton
Borderland eat brains and I'm granted your intelligence (so so so)
So soon I'm developing when I'm drenched in red
I'm in my element hard telling if I'm human or something else
Help me I'm stuck in Hell my skin is a fucking cell (well)
When blood covers me I'm like a new person
Determined to conjure demons when I'm rehearsing
I finally purchased my ticket south so I'm locked in
Mary Magdalene who you rock with
Top ten ways to die what a waste of life
Take a shank to your neck before I take advice
See your flesh and I'm hoping to cut it open
Your arteries flowing a part of me knowing
That I'll be soaking up the moment
I got
Blood on my hands blood on my clothes
Blood on my face but I suppose
That's the nature of the beast that's within
The stains go away once I shed my skin
Blood on my hands blood on my clothes
Blood everywhere but I suppose
That's the nature of the beast that's within
The stains go away once I shed your skin
Fuck around and get flayed
Passing blunts to the left and with the right is the switchblade
Ixnay on the olicepay
If they pop in the workshop it's probably gonna get grizzly
Human skin turned ventriloquism
I skin 'em with a surgical precision
Take the eyes I wanna see the afterlife with their vision
My own skin is a prison every day bullshit repetition
(Fuck it) I wanna wear your face to this blind date
Place it for some Rust 48 she vanished without a trace
It doesn't fit but I grab the sewing kit
Safety pin tip splits and sews shut the lips
It's a work of art the horror doesn't start
'Til you see me shambling down your street after dark
You can be the next Hyde where I hide inside
And marinate until the nighttime you'll find
Blood on my hands blood on my clothes
Blood on my face but I suppose
That's the nature of the beast that's within
The stains go away once I shed my skin
Blood on my hands blood on my clothes
Blood everywhere but I suppose
That's the nature of the beast that's within
The stains go away once I shed your skin
Written by: Jarrod Lee Johnson, Joseph P. Bailey, William Earl Cox
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out􀆄 copy􀐅􀋲

Loading...