Curse

It'll put you in a curse with the right words
I've been off a lot so i might slur

Got a feeling, nervous
Narcotic
Toxic
I'ma pop another one right before the mosh-pit

Why you standin round
I just went and got it out the ground, out the mud

No more finessing your house for the funds
It ain't my fault if bad luck come for you

Maybe bad karma came around
Came in town
Might ignore you

But you can't predict the chaos
Maybe you was way off

Sacrifice
Maybe you was right

Got me going outta my mind

It'll put you in a curse with the right words
I've been off a lot so i might slur

Got a feeling, nervous
Narcotic
Toxic
I'ma pop another one right before the mosh-pit

(LukeBallistic)

Don't look at me and get an impression of something
Cuz I'm not who you think, I'm screaming fuck all these assumptions
I just feel the relief, soon as these drugs they hit my stomach, yeah
While I'm out here in public, feel the rush but don't rush it

Drop the pin, headspin
All that sin, don't get sucked in
Pretend again, an again
You just to focused on making the ends
On the edge of life and death
Treat the rest like its a test
Envy, do that shit less
Gotta get it off my chest

That crown on the ground
And I found how my sound
Make these people gather round
Gotta make peace with myself now

And FYI, I been getting too damn high to focus
Go ahead dabble in that hocus pocus
Tried to tell em that that's just hopeless

It'll put you in a curse with the right words
I've been off a lot so i might slur

Got a feeling, nervous
Narcotic
Toxic
I'ma pop another one right before the mosh-pit



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Writer(s): William Vasquez-sponsler
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