Ah this beat so wet
That flow so cold
This ain't child's play
But Chuckey's Home
In da city of Oakland
She a hawt hipster
Her name was Ebmud
She's what said NUD
NUD
I pick up dead bodies for a living
I pick up dead bodies for a living
Liquid fire in my veins
It burns for every f*cking day
I live without a bill to pay
A drink to drank
My soul to gave
Cavern I hate
Stuck in my fat ways
On a gentry plane
In my simple ways
I'm better dead than gained
In a church I slave
In a church I slave
That flow so wet
House wet
She sweat
Wet