Nobody
I'm a nobody, my soul aches
Try to test me & my fist breaks
I'm a nobody, my soul aches
Try to test me & my fist breaks
I'm a nobody, my soul aches
Try to test me & my fist breaks
I'm a nobody, my soul aches
Try to test me & my fist breaks
10 black nails
Face so pale
Life derailed but I can't fail
Hit the nail, 6 impale
Rot in jail with my throat slit, stale
Noose on my neck, don't fuck with the rest
Paranoid fuck with a blade on my chest
Trapped in my head, eyes black, I'm possessed
Knife to my wrist, cut away, no stress
Unholy light and this cig' make me wheeze
Blood on the roach, in my fist got the keys
Hand on your wound from my blade, how you squeeze
Closing my eyes, wishing life to be ceased
White noise in my head, think I had enough
Black shadow over there wanna treat me rough
Voice in my head, really got me fucked up
Voice in my head, it don't ever give it up
Black hood with a scythe and I'm reaping
In the night with my blade and I'm seeking
Split your wig, now your skull cracked, leaking
Back it out, push it in, now it's deep in
In my room, head the floorboards creaking
Black hood with a scythe and I'm reaping
In the night with my blade and I'm seeking
Split your wig, now your skull cracked, leaking
Back it out, push it in, now it's deep in
I leave you drowning in your own blood
Cut-throat, slit wrist, now my brain's fucked up
Dark thoughts, ashy corpse, that's a piss-take
Stamping on your rib-cage, lipsin' on a 12 gauge
Blow it, spread my fucking brain
Dead and now you know my name
Hating on the golden age
Tryna fucking disengage
Level up when I engage
Takin' flight I want the pay
Back it when I'm on a rage
Never in the fucking day
Take it far, i'm gonna stay
Fix is first, you pussies late
They ask for my fucking rate
Tell 'em "nar, I wanted 8"
Take it far, I'm gonna stay
Fix is first, you pussies late
They ask for my fucking rate
Tell 'em "nar, I wanted 8, bitch"
Try to test me & my fist breaks
I'm a nobody, my soul aches
Try to test me & my fist breaks
I'm a nobody, my soul aches
Try to test me & my fist breaks
I'm a nobody, my soul aches
Try to test me & my fist breaks
10 black nails
Face so pale
Life derailed but I can't fail
Hit the nail, 6 impale
Rot in jail with my throat slit, stale
Noose on my neck, don't fuck with the rest
Paranoid fuck with a blade on my chest
Trapped in my head, eyes black, I'm possessed
Knife to my wrist, cut away, no stress
Unholy light and this cig' make me wheeze
Blood on the roach, in my fist got the keys
Hand on your wound from my blade, how you squeeze
Closing my eyes, wishing life to be ceased
White noise in my head, think I had enough
Black shadow over there wanna treat me rough
Voice in my head, really got me fucked up
Voice in my head, it don't ever give it up
Black hood with a scythe and I'm reaping
In the night with my blade and I'm seeking
Split your wig, now your skull cracked, leaking
Back it out, push it in, now it's deep in
In my room, head the floorboards creaking
Black hood with a scythe and I'm reaping
In the night with my blade and I'm seeking
Split your wig, now your skull cracked, leaking
Back it out, push it in, now it's deep in
I leave you drowning in your own blood
Cut-throat, slit wrist, now my brain's fucked up
Dark thoughts, ashy corpse, that's a piss-take
Stamping on your rib-cage, lipsin' on a 12 gauge
Blow it, spread my fucking brain
Dead and now you know my name
Hating on the golden age
Tryna fucking disengage
Level up when I engage
Takin' flight I want the pay
Back it when I'm on a rage
Never in the fucking day
Take it far, i'm gonna stay
Fix is first, you pussies late
They ask for my fucking rate
Tell 'em "nar, I wanted 8"
Take it far, I'm gonna stay
Fix is first, you pussies late
They ask for my fucking rate
Tell 'em "nar, I wanted 8, bitch"
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Writer(s): Elliot Taylor
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