Lync Lone - Skitzo (feat. Eustace PM) Lyrics

Yuh, aye
Aye f*ck Lync Lone, yeah
I got packs of
F*ckin' racks of
F*ckin' packs, stacks, racks
Get back hoe

I got Backwoods in the forest
Goldilocks still eating porridge
That's my bitch, no, can't ignore it
Mac is black, so I'm important
F*ck another topic, bitch I'm popping at you in the forum
Duck another Glock, bitch, hit you in the chest while blood is pouring
Wraith with the stars
Can't replace me with stars
Can't debate what I say, so I spray till tomorrow
No replays when you play
Bitch I'm gray in the heart
And I say what I mean, my demise is the guards
I'm f*ckin' a bitch, I cum after her
Blood stained, red paint, it's a massacre
Duct tape on the way, but a blast occurred
Stopped at church, even the pastor heard
Skrt off with the blunt like pass the herb
F*ck that, duck shots, smoke afterwards
Your thot gave top and that's absurd
F*ck hoes, get dough, my past is blurred

Trapped inside of my acid phase
No casket, buried at random
Holding my thoughts at ransom
Mental is doing some dancing around the bush
Doing some prancing, on double left foot
Moving like Jackson, go back and don't look
I cannot handle the pressure of competition
I just listen to everyone bickering
Bitch and I'm high as f*ck off life
And 17 Woods I took to the face
It got to my eyes, they feel like they maced
Cold coffee, honey blunt and I'm baked

Roll my eyes in the back of my face
Trip sack, little bitch I'm in space
Rip that and take it to the face
Hittin' on nicotine, I'm a disgrace
F*ck all the mini me's, all of you people are centipedes
Crawling and trying to get to my centerpiece
Crying and dying, I don't think they into me
Lying, surprising the hoes that talk shit to me

Wait- naked women in my lucid
Told me ima lose it, told me I'm a f*ck up
Thought it was a wet dream, instead got a lecture
Guess that's how reality works in hyperbole
Makin' shit interesting, been arresting, yuh

Interesting with the testing, yuh
Bitch I'm vexed and I can feel test tubes
Been affecting and addressing, yuh

Comfort gone, still stressing, aye
All these demons keep me tempted, aye
Keep me tied up with a hex and made a mess of everything I was missing, aye
Been in a iffy position of late
Juxtapositions of space and existence
All of these entities crowding my space
Had to slow down on the acid and get out my room
Duckin' my thoughts, holding onto my glasses
So I can see outta this hole and I'm climbing the walls best I can
Climbing the walls as best I can

I'm in a lighthouse with the lights out
Demons bite down, with a light smile
And I mean this with all my sorrow
I clean bitches up, wipe down
And I f*ck em all up in a nightgown
And I duck all the opps up in my town
I mean double up and spray em all down
I'm a ghost king on the quest for the crown
Through the woods I dash
To get to the cash and f*ck up a citizen
And I get through the pack of Woods
Well shit, I got ash all over my denim, man
I am the slenderman, f*ckin' been the man
Lurk in people's stalks and stalk people man
I'm a heathen and I'm a creeper and
I might need a hand, I got evil plans
Moving em back, I clap the clip slow
I don't give f*cks about you or your kids, hoe
Can't trace my DNA, no stencil
What the f*ck going on up in my mental
Kryptonite is what I am weak for
Think all night, like maybe I'll trip, hoe
Pink not white blood dries on his clothes
Lync not psycho, bitch I'm a skitzo