Lyrics

Load up the clips of that AK Toss another body in the lake, ay Just another good day, payday Call em up, tell em you got 8 days Counting down my hitlist Take rides down the mist There's no point to resist So sit down hear this hiss See it crawl, see it until you're gone (you're gone) Hear it call, hear it until you're bought (you're bought) Feel it draw, feel it until you're shot (you're shot) Say it bruh, say it until you're pawned (you're pawned) Like a chess piece played by Nakamura (checkmate) Making moves feel my ancient aura (hahahaha) As you do so you get all burned up (burned up) You're disembodied, oh the horror Jump, jump. jump into that pit of despair Bump, bump, bump those fists, no prayers Call up my burner to pick up a hit You'll ready know I'm ready, equipped Sliding slime, I'm oozing that drip As Winter grips My senses grows feeble, as I've lost control (the keys) These beings talk to me, A pact for my soul (the gift) I don't want to hear it, Inject the needle Surging fluid is all so numbing For what it was, it won't be coming Suppress my potential by shunning Myself to feel at ease from the burning Sensations from these talking beings in me Just listen don't follow what they tell me Tell me tell me tell me what you see in me? Is it, is it, is it the demons in me? Okay, I see, it's the chase that you seek But the chase that you seek will not proceed cause I'm not me
Writer(s): Roberto Cortez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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