Lyrics

Icepick through the neck Die with no respect, Life taken, no regret, a price for death But watch me take the light right out of his breath, I finally found me a hobby that's not writing it... Stab and spin, laugh then grin, How the fuck could I do that, I couldn't imagine it, but you've imagined it, that huge factor in who you though would do it first, Yo Pastor Mist, after this I wash off, I'm splattered in the blood of a fucking punk-ass bastard bitch, Aftermath rinse off my socks from stomping in his actor chin from acting some active shit, Pop off you mother fuckers Got me all paranoid, got me all rare annoyed, Calling me arrogant, please don't be scared again, I did this for us baby girl don't you want to get married again... Tic Tok, Tic Tok God have mercy on my soul, if you weren't apart of me, I could not bring myself whole, Mine can fucking defeat pain, I can not defeat the things on my name... Yo yo yo, And I can't take no pay-cuts to save some lame fucks, It's like I've made one buck and they've gain some, You mother fuckers wanna talk shit to me? All talk, all bark, you can't stop bitching bout' your base life, base self, You can't watch me win, I wouldn't want that shit either bro, Thinking I'm better, Off-top I'm more clever, Will ever, whenever, forever imma ball till I'm tethered together, (However I'll play it) Holla come say it, yes all of us made it, I've made that a promise so forgive me father for all of my problems I've garnished, I thought they were polished off... I'm that Molotov, Throw me, get blasted, film y'all reactions to get my contraptions So fuck it, Radar Relaxin, I got my feet up, smoking this J' called that Adolph Extraction? (What the fuck?) Don't get me off topic, you wanna come and talk shit boy, don't log-in, I'm in front of your house with a "toy" sawed off shot gun, And I'll swear it, wear it cross' my chest and perish all you fucking derelicts off the lawn of your parents
Writer(s): Mason Morehead Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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