Hardly hold myself above the rats and animals cannibals split skulls and sip brains like danimals
Can't sit still with the big bills in the back pocket pop and lock that's another day another stack
Ransid corpses formed to ant hills shit i pull a knife on a gun in a f*cking stand still
You don't know the facts but infact i look past the last kill as passage to the masochist catalyst to my craft skill
And I hardly ever take my mask off, just to breath
You could try to run but good luck running with a busted knee
Climb a tree just to see you hung and dead covered in fleas
Vocal chords ripped to shreds so you aint got nothin to scream
Shit I make you feel like 20 tabs of acid happened to be bad and wrapped with hazardous gas by assassins
Matterfact its me who wrapped em
Sad that youre out classed
You can claim that you're strong willed
But youre bending like hot plastic
I should get tatted a black cat cause I'm bad luck
But only half as bad as my other half mental status f*cked
I'm glad to have him having my back right before the stab blood
Splash car crash
Only comes to hit the blunt and dash
So i don't f*ck with him
Wish I hadn't bunked with him
F*cking cunt snuck my cash to cop nasty suck
Bitches hardly give a f*ck if your willing to pay up
If the billage is stained still enough money to stay drunk
My shits the type of shit you dwell on after hours
Flow like bitter sweet sour
Euphoric but makes you cower
For the bitches that I tower over
Cold as a shower when you're chilling poor as f*ck
Could bring you up
But I'm a downer
I'm the bees inside the hive
I'm a demon in diguise
But not really in disguise
Cause you can see it in my eyes
I'm the fleas and I'm the flies
I'm everything you despise
I'm the fear that underlies
I'm the product of your demise
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Hardly hold myself above the rats and animals cannibals split skulls and sip brains like danimals
Can't sit still with the big bills in the back pocket pop and lock that's another day another stack
Ransid corpses formed to ant hills shit i pull a knife on a gun in a f*cking stand still
You don't know the facts but infact i look past the last kill as passage to the masochist catalyst to my craft skill
And I hardly ever take my mask off, just to breath
You could try to run but good luck running with a busted knee
Climb a tree just to see you hung and dead covered in fleas
Vocal chords ripped to shreds so you aint got nothin to scream
Shit I make you feel like 20 tabs of acid happened to be bad and wrapped with hazardous gas by assassins
Matterfact its me who wrapped em
Sad that youre out classed
You can claim that you're strong willed
But youre bending like hot plastic
I should get tatted a black cat cause I'm bad luck
But only half as bad as my other half mental status f*cked
I'm glad to have him having my back right before the stab blood
Splash car crash
Only comes to hit the blunt and dash
So i don't f*ck with him
Wish I hadn't bunked with him
F*cking cunt snuck my cash to cop nasty suck
Bitches hardly give a f*ck if your willing to pay up
If the billage is stained still enough money to stay drunk
My shits the type of shit you dwell on after hours
Flow like bitter sweet sour
Euphoric but makes you cower
For the bitches that I tower over
Cold as a shower when you're chilling poor as f*ck
Could bring you up
But I'm a downer
I'm the bees inside the hive
I'm a demon in diguise
But not really in disguise
Cause you can see it in my eyes
I'm the fleas and I'm the flies
I'm everything you despise
I'm the fear that underlies
I'm the product of your demise
Can't sit still with the big bills in the back pocket pop and lock that's another day another stack
Ransid corpses formed to ant hills shit i pull a knife on a gun in a f*cking stand still
You don't know the facts but infact i look past the last kill as passage to the masochist catalyst to my craft skill
And I hardly ever take my mask off, just to breath
You could try to run but good luck running with a busted knee
Climb a tree just to see you hung and dead covered in fleas
Vocal chords ripped to shreds so you aint got nothin to scream
Shit I make you feel like 20 tabs of acid happened to be bad and wrapped with hazardous gas by assassins
Matterfact its me who wrapped em
Sad that youre out classed
You can claim that you're strong willed
But youre bending like hot plastic
I should get tatted a black cat cause I'm bad luck
But only half as bad as my other half mental status f*cked
I'm glad to have him having my back right before the stab blood
Splash car crash
Only comes to hit the blunt and dash
So i don't f*ck with him
Wish I hadn't bunked with him
F*cking cunt snuck my cash to cop nasty suck
Bitches hardly give a f*ck if your willing to pay up
If the billage is stained still enough money to stay drunk
My shits the type of shit you dwell on after hours
Flow like bitter sweet sour
Euphoric but makes you cower
For the bitches that I tower over
Cold as a shower when you're chilling poor as f*ck
Could bring you up
But I'm a downer
I'm the bees inside the hive
I'm a demon in diguise
But not really in disguise
Cause you can see it in my eyes
I'm the fleas and I'm the flies
I'm everything you despise
I'm the fear that underlies
I'm the product of your demise
Writer: Tartarus, Christopher Ford
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid