Lyrics:
chase that dollar
If you sick of living squalor
Let me hear you holler holler
Well Conkie Tonk is coming In
Ain't giving a fuck back
To upper class
the zone
Whilst the exams were cancelled I began to cry
How will I'll be graded when there's time to fly by
It turns out to be the teachers that will do
resolving by truce
Are you gon send up your armies
Or maybe round up your troops
Or have a little bit of courage
Cause i'm talking to you
I don't follow no
The type you'll rap with and haffi delete your vocals after
Your gab is vapid adapted to quick provoke a laughter
And carnage happens to farthest targets
by the way I hold myself and my dick
I'm Melbourne's ambassador, moved out to Canada
Oz hatin' on me, no! Why would they be mad at us, dog?
Why would
Cannot get re-(lief)
Vitalized by what they have sent us
It's too tremendous
cannot be happy
There's a casual class homicide in Beverly Hills
If no one
Munches on munches, got A’s by the bunches
I’m riding around in the benz (Benz)
AP test only 5’s at the end (End)
You got a 2, don’t pretend
Class of 20,
Man, I always knew that the teacher's pet was a rat
Tell me why I'm fluent in english but I still take the class
Couple months away from being
flesh ... Artistic carnage
My blade will trace a maimed homage
Detruncated and deformed, mutilated, disembowelled
My butchery legacy is exhumed by
Want me to nut just to have my kids!"
I can't give a bitch a ring
Like she rose out of sonic
Ironic, I'd probably be carnage if
I had a comic
I'm
know the rich go jogging
And I'm waiting in the bushes, axe to the noggin
About thirty or forty times,
Psychodelic sick with the psycho psycho
only Darkness passes
No more pure air, only bloody muddy ashes
Yeah, you need to recognize the God is sick
'Cause I was born inside of
Egypt near
the life exceptin squid
What walk the wrong deviated by demons
While you faggot motherfuckers by semon
Lure you in my web
Check the red
If they look for
in Bedrock, surrounded by rubble
Just a youngin' in trouble
Took a shot and then made it a double
Took a shot and then made it a double
This that food
I can't hear y'all turn it up
Motherfucker didn't know I was gonna go crazy over here
I'm back, hotter than a nigga in hell
I'm back, know you sick
weight in my chest
I been placin' my bets
Getting lucky you could say that I’m blessed
If I speak I could make you invest
Gifted by my gab
Get the bag
carnage. A frenzy of animosity
The will to mutilate. Dominant deviation
The worship of the sick and degenerate will spread
Conception derived from
or high class?
You'd probably live in a trailer park and be white trash
In any case that be the ill shit right? (Yup)
But there's a good and bad side
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
artist
I'll leave his soul tarnished by earths chaos and carnage
Commence darkness and cold
Before he sees the light
Early demon gets the soul
Words
They cannot resist, my stares hypnotizing Entranced by my spell, they quickly fall under That's when I begin, to tear their flesh asunder I must kill
ceiling
And it may be true, I ain't got no roof and I am that proof
You can do anything you put your mind to
Man i'm sick, yeah... I got the flu, so I
me, eat fucking shit you freak
Ram my dick down your throat 'til you can't breathe
So shut your fucking mouth, Bitch I'll cause carnage
Cuz I'm sick
probably, I'm the hottest shit
Get your overdosed off of me. I'm so tempting, when I spill pen inks
Your hoes get sick, like Cheetos in Lil Xan's shit
Fuck
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