Tulips growing on my bed
I'm the living dead
Rusty chains with scattered blades
I shred my veins
Bloody Mary loading up the lead
I blast my head
Lost my soul tonight I'm making bread
Spit in your face
I'm the lord, of this place
Leave a stain, I'm decayed
Bring the choppa, kill a copper
Bring disaster, I'm the master
Of the masses, slice your neck
Take off your head
I'ma f*cking menace when I'm off of the meds
Wrists slit, misfit
Longing to get off of this shit
But I can't, I'm in the cut
East Side of the split
Hollow points, trigger finger on my f*cking .45
You looking at me like you wanna f*cking die
Come to the crypt
I'm in love with the mist
Flowing out from the abyss
Snort a fat line of this shit
Don't know what it is
I don't care 'cus I'm addicted
Yeah, yeah
Cut throat close to death
Mind ya f*cking business
When I'm masked up hitting licks bitch
Manifest the suicide
MANIFEST THE SUICIDE
Crush it up hit up the blunt
Don't give a f*ck if it's a dud
Take it anyway I'm sicking up
I need a f*cking buzz
Crush it up hit up the blunt
Don't give a f*ck if it's a dud
Take it anyway I'm sicking up
I need a f*cking buzz
Crush it up hit up the blunt
Don't give a f*ck if it's a dud
Take it anyway I'm sicking up
I need a f*cking buzz
Crush it up hit up the blunt
Don't give a f*ck if it's a dud
Take it anyway I'm sicking up
I need a f*cking buzz