Scriptz
Sleeping on the world that tells me I am fuckin\’ wrong
Writing for these girls I want to stick the bills inside their thongs
Walking through the dirt I know the world is adverse to song
But I\’m singing out like 50 parsecs for these fuckin\’ dogs
Cerberus on a leash
Terminus for my peace
Swervin\’ it with the piece
Drive by at the beach
Vice city shit for the crowd ya murder marching beat
Becoming a canister pressure and heat
I\’m blowing my face on sheet
Wanted posters on the walls
In my futurе kinda tall
Cause of all the sutures I\’m еmbodied from the fuckin\’ claws
I\’m on a massacre fillin\’ the bodies
That will meet back in my coffin\’
Murder them yeah I\’m astral
Drippin\’ now I\’m comet coughin\’
Bitch, I\’ma dick
I\’m waking sentry with the lich army
In my drip
I\’m leaving the skeletons in my wake I\’m atom\’s split
Found a nuke on the world, wait the ash and bloody bits
I\’m like a kid throwing tantrum on the snake and tail shit
Yeah, Scriptz
Drift togue
Riding on the motherfuckin\’
I got zip code
Flippin\’ all these fuckin\’ coners
I got sick flow
Drippin\’ all these fuckin\’ candles
Don\’t need simple
I\’m like a pit bull
Yeah, Scriptz
Sleeping on the world that tells me I am fuckin\’ wrong
Writing for these girls I want to stick the bills inside their thongs
Walking through the dirt I know the world is adverse to song
But I\’m singing out like 50 parsecs for these fuckin\’ dogs
Cerberus on a leash
Terminus for my peace
Swervin\’ it with the piece
Drive by at the beach
Vice city shit for the crowd ya murder marching beat
Becoming a canister pressure and heat
I\’m blowing my face on sheet