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Yeah you can try and run fast
But you know you can't catch this
Sleep up in a coffin
No need for a mattress
Sever up the pieces
(Urrgh)
Like a surgeon on a mad shift
Plastic gloves, no prints, that's standard
(Yeah, yeah)
Catch me
In the morgue
No heartbeat
Uh
In the morgue
No heartbeat
Yuh
Doctor says
What HORRID death
It's a fucking mess
Looks DEMONIC
Double up the death
Like it decompressed
(Ok)
Shout to all the homies
Suffering depressed
(Uh-Huh)
Know we're gonna blow up
Bones built my nest
Dead; Rip the flesh
I'll build yours next
I don't need no pussy
To promote my shit
(Nah, nah)
Go sit down boy
(Shush)
I promote myself
Give a helping hand and watch me sever at the wrist
(Slit, slit)
If you don't bleed out, I'll wake up fucking pissed
Ahh Haa
And you know that when I'm crawling
That it's straight out of the gutter
Beast on a feast
(Grrr! Grrr!)
Gonna watch the blood sputter
And I'm vile like bile
Bringing horror with a smile
You can't live what I lived through
(Nah)
Death and pain... that's times 2
I woke up in a hospital ward so many times
You won't beat my score til you die
But the saying goes an eye for an eye
In that case... eyesight, say goodnight
Jumping on the same shit every day
(Urrrah)
So f*ck your way
Swerve: Different lane
F*ck a pay day and f*ck your fame
(F*ck)
Nothing gonna matter
When you dead up in a grave
(Dead)
Independent, I just send it
Expectations empty anyways
Hung my desire up
Like an ornament
Let the noose slip
Did it with confidence
In the morgue
Heartbeat lost relevance
OK, OK, OK
Don't wait on me
I can substain my ways
I'm a God, I'm a fraud
I'm a fucking disgrace
One for the mind
Two for my body
When I die I hope both
Will stay out of my way
F*ck what you say
I don't chase a pay day
F*ck a boss
I could die today
Run just to stay in fucking place
Bitch, I'm no Jester
I don't fucking play
Your a waste
Running out of pace
Your mind became frozen
You lost your sense of taste
Lose yourself in internet maze
Where all form of intelligence becomes erased
I'm slave to my higher purpose
My mind be constantly nervous
But my name is spreading
Like it's cancerous
Don't come too close bitch, I'm dangerous
Pussy boys, talk your shit
Looking for a bitch in a mirror
You'll find it
Critiquing my art like
I'm really gonna quit
All you motherfucker do is bring me a profit
I stand, running towards the pain
Mediate like, all my enemies been slain
Fucked so many bitches
I forgot most of their names
Can't care about yall
Cuz there's never anything to gain
No reasons, there's no ambitions
All I've wanted was to clown
All I've gained was to drown
And I've wasted precious time
Just so I could write these rhymes
But someone's gotta let yall know
That you suck and put this finger middle
Same treasons, for the same reasons
All I've wanted was to ball
All I did was leave this town
And I've wasted precious time
Just to make these fucking sounds
But someone's gotta let yall know
That your music sucks and you should go

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