Dead inside of me
Dyin' quietly
Love don't mean a thing
With my habits inviting me
Sick inside of me
Dyin' quietly
Love don't mean a thing
With my habits inviting me (сука сука)
In the car for a ride, working on homicide
Don't look left you will die
Don't look back you'll cry
It's too much, it fucks me up how
I came back to life
Ain't satisfied, I still want your head
I'll cut off your mind till revenge is mine
Never got major, fuck a teacher
I just wanna prey upon a bitch like
Mona Lisa
Ay!
Your teeth under my sneakers
Ay!
Bleeding makes you believe in Jesus
Ay!
Preachin', pleadin', wheepin'
Ay!
Fuckin' up my Adidas
So I put them In the bleaches
One more second till the world slips
I'm in the suicide forest
Beautifully morbid
Used to be in torture by my mind
I ignore it
Fifty dead roses, funeral gorgeous
My new bitch gorgeous
Escalade
Twenty inch blades right over your grave
And floor it
Ay (ay!), I been MIA like Florida
I been DOA like HOVA
Chosen one I know I'm important
Make her come with all my recordings
This is off the record like Lucy's
But this is breakin' records like Jordan's
Zilla, take a second to kill 'em
I wanna burn the whole world down (Okay)
Straight to the ground
What it was when I'm done
Won't be what it is (Okay)
In the ashes I see the masses
I hate 'em all, comes with the game
Kid
I don't really wanna talk today
Wanna pull up on you with the gun today
Wanna get my deposits and run today
Run away from everything (Okay, Okay, Okay)
I see ya can't blame
The mask is camo
I'm out of ammo
I cannot shoot my shot no more
I got a headband, they think I'm Rambo (Huh)
Tell the civilians to hit the floor
I kick the door to yo spot (Okay)
Come in with the flames
Then I watch it all rot (Okay)
Come in with the chop
Knock it out of ya socks
When the nigga hear the
Pop!, Pop!, Pop!, Pop!, Pop!
Dead inside of me
Dyin' quietly
Love don't mean a thing
With my habits inviting me
Sick inside of me
Dyin' quietly
Love don't mean a thing
With my habits inviting me