Wet Grave

Take a bitch out
Wrap a rope 'round their neck
Ain't nobody gonna tell me
Imma Fucking wreck
I don't fuck with drugs
But nicotine keep me in check
Run up on you
Put my blade right through
Fuck the system
Yeah
Fuck the haters
I'll leave you a victim
I'll go ballistic
Grab your throat
And blow the pistol
Crystal
Blades in your neck
Watch your
Fucking body twitch
Laughing at your funeral
I'm gonna get rich
Slander your name in the news
Like a snitch
Say you killed your family
A motherfucking wicked witch
I'll come into your life
Just so I can fuck it up
Murder all your family
And say you cut em up
Put your prints onto the knife
I'm Leaving you filled up with strife
The Puppet is a master of the art of murder
And disorder

I'll leave you in a wet grave
Lake or river
Maybe wave
No remains
Or bloody veins
Imma demon
Eating brains
I'll leave you in a wet grave
Lake or river
Maybe wave
No remains
Or bloody veins
Imma demon
Eating brains

I will meet the devil on a later date
It is fate
Run on on a stupid bitch like you
I will decapitate
Mutilate
Rip your arms and legs off
Call me venom
Cause I'm not the fucking person
You should try to double cross
Tomahawk
Deep in your stomach
And deep in your spine
Make you a cripple
Before it is time
Dip the rag in alcohol
to make Molotov's
Throwing them right at your eye
Call me Dylan
Columbine
I'll take the Tec and blow off nine
Meet me in the library
I'll take that shotty to your brain
Push you down the rabbit hole
Straight to hell with all the souls
Feed the evil to the devil
I'm not Fucking civil
Even
God cannot tell me who I am and not
Tell him to fuck himself die and then rot
Break down your door
Get to shooting like swat
I have met the devil maybe he's the one
And god is not

I'll leave you in a wet grave
Lake or river
Maybe wave
No remains
Or bloody veins
Imma demon
Eating brains
I'll leave you in a wet grave
Lake or river
Maybe wave
No remains
Or bloody veins
Imma demon
Eating brains



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Writer(s): Dakota Brown
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