Emptied my brain let it drain in a puddle Feeding the maggots I walked away stumble Down to the man with the mind of a puzzle Steal all the pieces leave you in a muzzle Piece all the parts of my brain back to one Now I cannot stop thinkin bout killin fo fun All of the people that use me and run Bleed out the fake In the public In sun I dont give a fuck about a mother fucker i dont give a fuck about a mother fuckin soul Nobody gon ever give a fuck If i died inside a truck If i crashed into a pole (OKAYYY!!) I swear I need to get my life back together I killed a pig Ate it’s meat Used it’s skin fo sweaters I write my raps with Pin point turkey feathers I dip the bone in blood Write your name down in my killing planners You won’t do Shit! All you do is talk shit Mother fucker im still in this bitch!! On my gizmo shit Every rapper counterfit Till burning up this oil slick Better run so quick that i never see you bitch Im splitting your neck and your wrists I dont give one fuck who the fuck you think you is I’ll make sure you never have kids My knife is aiming for your heart Ain't no reset ain't no restart So who the fuck you think you are You don’t get another chance Im rippin body partsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
