[Tony with the Tommy:] This that lo-fi, $uicide Dreams of when I die Blood red tears when I cry Manic depression in my eyes Player from the 80's Crack cocaine done raised me Lucifer done saved me Satan's son in a Mercedes $uicide for life Until I rot and decay I'm hearing "kill them all" With every word that I say This my inauguration day to come up out of my grave Resurected by the demon, Antoine De Moné But, let's get deeper Got some bitches and a beeper Soul seeker, I'm the fucking devil's Aaron Neville I got a soul to sell so it's settled Last week I sold my soul for a fucking bezel Crucify me...
Crucify me wearing Tommy All black with the goons behind me Lurking, searching for that blood to spill Pop them pills and sip that barre Gut that blunt and light that gar, I'm smoking till the death Pop them bars and fuck that broad, I'm searching for what's next
[Yung Plague:] Put me in a fucking Polo bodybag Don't be jealous everybody wanting what Oddy have Shotty blast Put that Tommy back and grab the Gucci Uzi spraying through me No my life ain't like no mother fucking movie Yeah, it's more like a confession tape Tape her confession, take off her dress and watch her fucking faint Pretty girl sacrifice Ugly hoe in the back on ice Lit a match cause the gas was asking twice Slash and slice I'm passing lice Snatching ice and casting dice Luck of the draw Stuffing with straw until I choke and I clog Yeah I'm cuffing myself bitch to Lucifer's claw Suit and a saw Killing yourself is just business Please don't take it personal In my hell it's snowing, bitch I'm watching winter fall
Crucify me wearing Tommy All black with the goons behind me Lurking, searching for that blood to spill Pop them pills and sip that barre Gut that blunt and light that gar, I'm smoking till the death Pop them bars and fuck that broad, I'm searching for what's next
[Tony with the Tommy:] Crucify me wearing Tommy All black with the goons behind me Lurking, searching for that blood to spill Pop them pills and sip that barre Gut that blunt and light that gar, I'm smoking till the death Pop them bars and fuck that broad, I'm searching for what's next
Crucify me wearing Tommy All black with the goons behind me Lurking, searching for that blood to spill Pop them pills and sip that barre Gut that blunt and light that gar, I'm smoking till the death Pop them bars and fuck that broad, I'm searching for what's nextTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
