Rising about the crimp
Cover the aging does
Put the blood to my lips
Light it up bang it up
Three thousand of this
I'm rising back up
Number spied in my heart
Number dirt in my lungs
Anna is on my chest
Step up and get you some
Excited by violence
Tearing makes me cum
Two dull saviors'here
Bombing till faces numb
The state and middle shape like a hardest place I'm from
Who will be in the castle they got older in curating one
The castle like living in so big that it blocks out the sun
Call me the realist one
But I'm the realist though
The Great Wall in China's about as long as my historical
Rapping the sad in roll
Creeping out real slow
3 am in the garden like water my hear'fo
Take the sill of the pipe
Pull it out real slow
All over my body then roll around the few'mo
In 1991,a serpent bitch murder witch
With a dasher earthen kid
And the dash burger wit
Yes I have a earthen bit
But I'm not from here
How's the trip ~How's the trip
That's my atmosphere
Hands on this ~Hands on this on the rookies scammers tricks
All over this land to shit
Who else I got along with
So who else I got along with
Do I hate you
Yeah its just my nature