Desolate

Follow 0 fans

YungNygma

2:51

0 Views

 The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger.com

I know you've been hatin' the shit that I wrote
I'm sayin' the shit that I know that you won't
Got me and myself so I'm never alone
I'm speakin' my mind about some shit that you won't

Wicked psycho killer with a knife and a strap
Don't you push my fuckin' buttons, it ends with you gettin' stabbed
Now you layin' in blood, I can't help but just fuckin' laugh
It's a part of my brain that really kinda just snaps

I know my sound is different so you f*ck with the freak
The shit I fuckin' spit physically murder the beat
Nygma's only here to truly f*ck up the scene
And maybe open up your mind to really get you to think

(Nygma's only here to truly f*ck up the scene
And maybe open up your mind to really get
you to think)

What if it's a lie and we don't even exist?
I could fade into the smoke and get lost in the mist
I've been talkin' bout some shit I shouldn't even admit
I'll put a cleaver through your neck and take your head to the crib

What if it's a lie and we don't even exist?
I could fade into the smoke and get lost in the mist
I've been talkin' bout some shit I shouldn't even admit
I'll put a cleaver through your neck and take your head to the crib

So the f*ck what if I'm really insane?
I'm one of a kind and your one in the same
You runnin' your mouth like I care what you say
YungNygma the shit, bitch, I murder the game

I've been plantin' bombs and they're ready to fuckin' blow
I've been workin' overtime because I'm ready to glow
That Glock stay on my hip, I'm always ready to go
Introverted lunatic dissipate in the smoke

I really fuckin' hope I've been makin' you bitches sick
Cutthroat killa spittin' the wickedness
I'ma slice up shawty's neck and stuff her corpse in my dick
When I swing that fuckin' axe, YungNygma, splittin' in your wig

(I'ma slice up shawty's neck and stuff her corpse in my dick
When I swing that fuckin' axe, YungNygma, splittin' your wig)

What if it's a lie and we don't even exist?
I could fade into the smoke and get lost in the mist
I've been talkin' bout some shit I shouldn't even admit
I'll put a cleaver through your neck and take your head to the crib

What if it's a lie and we don't even exist?
I could fade into the smoke and get lost in the mist
I've been talkin' bout some shit I shouldn't even admit
I'll put a cleaver through your neck and take your head to the crib

 The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger.com