(Vexxille, wake up)
Burn a newport down to my fucking fingertips
Fucking leave me bitch
I never needed no one
Believe me bitch I don't need your shit
Try to speak your mind but this isn't something you reason with
Lately I've been hating the way that I'm fucking seeing shit
Lost inside a state of perception that leaves me guessing
If the good die young I know for a fact I won't go to heaven
Mother fuckers living like us only living for their bretheren
What the fuck you supposed to do when everyone you love is dead?
Barely made it 23
That's some shit I can't believe
Thought by now I'd fucking kill myself, some shit ain't meant to be
Told my gang that we gone make it
Take my hand and follow me
Let the devil know we coming, bitch It's 5150
Burn a newport down to my fucking fingertips
Fucking leave me bitch
I never needed no one
Believe me bitch I don't need your shit
Try to speak your mind but this isn't something you reason with
Lately I've been hating the way that I'm fucking seeing shit
(Vexxille, wake up)
