Uh yeah
What the f*ck you want
Your city rubble in my bunker
Harry Amplified hunger tankard dry rank
Not shy to shank tranquillizers for the angered tundra's
Chest of Rudra trumpet
Yeah we humming up some dumbshit
Drumming up to front lip
Summon in abundance
Struggle for the summit
Sudden in the public
Puppet up n comin
Don't f*ck with mercy nor with justice
Shrink Down gullet like moves up ya cunts's
Plummet and sink
Im the reason it so sucidal to be a f*ckin shrink
Substance make ya stomach blink
Substance make ya gutted inner child rupture into think
Of lore covet stink
All cuz the puncture of papes pen n ink
Step up into da ring
Surrounded by the dark
Follow that obsidian-laden heart
Lil art whore
What the f*ck you think I shark for
Getting swamped just to stick head in croc raw
You faggets at the dock with hand on cock more
Than getting stains from this muddy wet terrain
Where we claim our reign
2 minutes with this brain
2 minutes what a shame
I make my brothers call me Cain
When they I ask I don't explain
Cuz this
Hatchet faced basket case in the attic waits a tortured ape
Stabbing my dick while I savagely masturbate
Looking for someone fate to take
Dangle you some bait
Funded by all the f*cking cake I make
Churn out nonsense all f*cking day
Altered state pussy hole shitting vulture snakes
Third type tape psychopathic hate
Blame it off on the bad acid that I ate
Albino addict damaged rabid rape
Yeah what Harry say
Come come now
Face the f*cking king in yellow
Still steady make these devils get low
All I say is hello and ya bitch is turned jello
And after I f*ckin fill her
You know all that's left is kill-her
Its no question
Death is how I bless 'em
I don't need no Smithton-western
Ej you go
My favorite Lil bitch
I brought you this dab of gift
From out the black abyss
Yeah wont you come
Cuddle up n kiss
Gnawing up your wrist
Blood dripping from these lips
When blood dripping from those hips
Picture this figureless mystic shit
The image don't exist
Forget about knuckles and fist
I hit myself in the temple with a bunch of rusty hammers
How the f*ck you think we summon all these f*ckin bangers
Yeah we f*ckin sicker than these kids whipped out with rusty hangers
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Uh yeah
What the f*ck you want
Your city rubble in my bunker
Harry Amplified hunger tankard dry rank
Not shy to shank tranquillizers for the angered tundra's
Chest of Rudra trumpet
Yeah we humming up some dumbshit
Drumming up to front lip
Summon in abundance
Struggle for the summit
Sudden in the public
Puppet up n comin
Don't f*ck with mercy nor with justice
Shrink Down gullet like moves up ya cunts's
Plummet and sink
Im the reason it so sucidal to be a f*ckin shrink
Substance make ya stomach blink
Substance make ya gutted inner child rupture into think
Of lore covet stink
All cuz the puncture of papes pen n ink
Step up into da ring
Surrounded by the dark
Follow that obsidian-laden heart
Lil art whore
What the f*ck you think I shark for
Getting swamped just to stick head in croc raw
You faggets at the dock with hand on cock more
Than getting stains from this muddy wet terrain
Where we claim our reign
2 minutes with this brain
2 minutes what a shame
I make my brothers call me Cain
When they I ask I don't explain
Cuz this
Hatchet faced basket case in the attic waits a tortured ape
Stabbing my dick while I savagely masturbate
Looking for someone fate to take
Dangle you some bait
Funded by all the f*cking cake I make
Churn out nonsense all f*cking day
Altered state pussy hole shitting vulture snakes
Third type tape psychopathic hate
Blame it off on the bad acid that I ate
Albino addict damaged rabid rape
Yeah what Harry say
Come come now
Face the f*cking king in yellow
Still steady make these devils get low
All I say is hello and ya bitch is turned jello
And after I f*ckin fill her
You know all that's left is kill-her
Its no question
Death is how I bless 'em
I don't need no Smithton-western
Ej you go
My favorite Lil bitch
I brought you this dab of gift
From out the black abyss
Yeah wont you come
Cuddle up n kiss
Gnawing up your wrist
Blood dripping from these lips
When blood dripping from those hips
Picture this figureless mystic shit
The image don't exist
Forget about knuckles and fist
I hit myself in the temple with a bunch of rusty hammers
How the f*ck you think we summon all these f*ckin bangers
Yeah we f*ckin sicker than these kids whipped out with rusty hangers
What the f*ck you want
Your city rubble in my bunker
Harry Amplified hunger tankard dry rank
Not shy to shank tranquillizers for the angered tundra's
Chest of Rudra trumpet
Yeah we humming up some dumbshit
Drumming up to front lip
Summon in abundance
Struggle for the summit
Sudden in the public
Puppet up n comin
Don't f*ck with mercy nor with justice
Shrink Down gullet like moves up ya cunts's
Plummet and sink
Im the reason it so sucidal to be a f*ckin shrink
Substance make ya stomach blink
Substance make ya gutted inner child rupture into think
Of lore covet stink
All cuz the puncture of papes pen n ink
Step up into da ring
Surrounded by the dark
Follow that obsidian-laden heart
Lil art whore
What the f*ck you think I shark for
Getting swamped just to stick head in croc raw
You faggets at the dock with hand on cock more
Than getting stains from this muddy wet terrain
Where we claim our reign
2 minutes with this brain
2 minutes what a shame
I make my brothers call me Cain
When they I ask I don't explain
Cuz this
Hatchet faced basket case in the attic waits a tortured ape
Stabbing my dick while I savagely masturbate
Looking for someone fate to take
Dangle you some bait
Funded by all the f*cking cake I make
Churn out nonsense all f*cking day
Altered state pussy hole shitting vulture snakes
Third type tape psychopathic hate
Blame it off on the bad acid that I ate
Albino addict damaged rabid rape
Yeah what Harry say
Come come now
Face the f*cking king in yellow
Still steady make these devils get low
All I say is hello and ya bitch is turned jello
And after I f*ckin fill her
You know all that's left is kill-her
Its no question
Death is how I bless 'em
I don't need no Smithton-western
Ej you go
My favorite Lil bitch
I brought you this dab of gift
From out the black abyss
Yeah wont you come
Cuddle up n kiss
Gnawing up your wrist
Blood dripping from these lips
When blood dripping from those hips
Picture this figureless mystic shit
The image don't exist
Forget about knuckles and fist
I hit myself in the temple with a bunch of rusty hammers
How the f*ck you think we summon all these f*ckin bangers
Yeah we f*ckin sicker than these kids whipped out with rusty hangers
Writer: Pavle Ivanov
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid