Dig

Dig Bury me Underneath Everything that I am Rearranging Dig Bury me Underneath Everything that I was Slowly changing I would love to beat the face of any mother fucker That's thinking they can change me White knuckles grip pushing through for the gold If you're wanting a piece of me I broke the mother fucking mold I'm drowning in your wake Shit rubbed in my face Teething on concrete, gums bleeding Dig Bury me Underneath Everything that I am Rearranging Dig Bury me Underneath Everything that I was Slowly changing I struggle in violated space Sell out mother fuckers in the biz that try to fuck me Hang from their T's rated P.G. insight I ain't selling my soul when there's nothing to buy I'm livid in my space Pissing in my face Fuck you while you try to fuck me Dig Bury me Underneath Everything that I am Rearranging Dig Bury me Underneath Everything that I was You ain't fucking changing me Dig Dig Dig Dig Come on mother fucker dig Come on mother fucker dig Come on mother fucker dig Let me help you tie the rope around your neck Let me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge Let me help you hold the Glock against your head Let me help you tie the rope around your neck Let me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge Let me help you hold the Glock against your head Let me help you chain the weights onto your legs Get on the plank fuck! Dig Bury me Underneath Everything that I am Rearranging Dig Bury me Underneath Everything that I was Slowly changing Wish you were committing suicide Sucking on a mother fucking tailpipe Dead man walking on a tight rope Limbless in the middle of a channel Bombs away