Liminal Letdown (feat. $kinwalker)

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Yung Layne

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Liminal Layne is so smoked out impatiently waiting
To smoke all this bud until my mind is vacant
Not feeling okay and don't know why I'm shaking
I'm making a mess you're curled up in my basement
I'll play you my songs and take hits off a bong
I think this should feel wrong
We won't be here much longer
Surrounded by somber
Cant see through the fog
Ima light up the pipe wear all black like a robber
Put down like a dog if you get in the way of yung layne move along
I belong alone
If I feel opposed
I'll break all their bones
Send you running home
I fake out my foes
Your faces all frozen and conscious stolen
Never see me dozing
Now I feel like cutting connections disposing
I'm blowing the smoke out my nose till I'm choking
Suppose that I'm broken
No feelings inside
I just smoke till I'm high every day in the night till I'm feeling all right
Staying so spiteful
So do not approach if you're feeling entitled
I'm knocking you down from my post with a rifle
Wont be disrespected disregard your life
When I strike with a pipe or a dull rusty knife
I'm so fucking excited
Pine ignighted
Mind divided till I die
Call me skeptical skeleton
Mystical flow taught to me from the devil
Inevitable is your death by my cold dead hand
Eligible for a burial in the sand
Smoking a spliff in the attic with man$on
I don't give a shit
On your grave I'll be dancing
You rancid bitch I know my name will be chanted
Until then I know I'll induce so much panic

Taking you down to my dungeon
I'm grunting n lunging at you
Grabbing you then i slash you
Will attack you wearing all black
Ima peel your eyelids back
Put your screams on the track
You know i never lack late in the night
I see with the foresight of a psychic
No you cannot fight it
Get your shit rocked pour the gasoline then i light it
Locked in the trunk toking on a blunt
Wish you was smokin on this skunk
Nah you a runt
Always dressin punk cuz you know that that's what's up
Long green hair bringing the funk still don't give a f*ck
I'll grab bout 50 hundred switchblades
Turn you into shades of red and grey
Yung Man$on don't got an AK
Still don't wanna test your luck today
All you can do is pray when i say
Put you in a daze when i slay
Knowin nothing will be ever be fucking okay Purgatory every day
None of your remains will stay
When you see all these flames that i fucking spray
I'm the illest to exist
Never been one to diss
But if you a bitchboy come enlist with my fist
Don't compare we don't mix dumb hick
We chanting triple six while throwing your body into the river of styx
Don't know why you persist got you pissed
Cuz nobody fuckin with your cliques like you always insist
I stay hidden in the mist slicing [GS] into my wrist
You know i ain't christ
Put me on that crucifix

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