Damage Control
You ain't rapping
You ain't savage
You just a damaged
Faggot, man quit asking
For a fucking casket
You ain't rapping
You ain't savage
You just a damaged
Faggot, man quit asking
For a fucking casket
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Gallons full of acetone, salad bowl
Of Adderall, Vyvanse, cathinones
Acid, coke, and a casket closed
Quit asking smoke, the animal
Inside is classical but maximal
When the cannibal's no Hannibal
Gets irrational and fanatical
But it's natural to manage those
Asking smoke and damage control
A tyrannical and radical admiral
In savage mode with mad episodes
To slashing throats, mechanical
With cadavers in home, manacles
To grab him, choke, it's tractable
So rabbit holes aren't practical
For a damaged soul so laughable
You ain't rapping
You ain't savage
You just a damaged
Faggot, man quit asking
For a fucking casket
You ain't rapping
You ain't savage
You just a damaged
Faggot, man quit asking
For a fucking casket
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
I got ya in the fucking hospital
My glock's hotter than the tropical
Fucking pop a lot of Oxys, Tramadol
When you're just a fucking popsicle
It's not logical to use mom's pistols
With a cock little it's so comical
Ya need opticals to watch it fold
What the fuck punk, walk crippled
But you talk riddles it's ironical
That you even have glock pistols
Ya jokes get smoked, rock crystals
I see a coffin full and ya prodigal
So it must be you in the chronicle
Gotta pop, lock, drop it, wop wiggle
Wobble to see ya in god's swivel
You ain't rapping
You ain't savage
You just a damaged
Faggot, man quit asking
For a fucking casket
You ain't rapping
You ain't savage
You just a damaged
Faggot, man quit asking
For a fucking casket
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
You ain't savage
You just a damaged
Faggot, man quit asking
For a fucking casket
You ain't rapping
You ain't savage
You just a damaged
Faggot, man quit asking
For a fucking casket
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Gallons full of acetone, salad bowl
Of Adderall, Vyvanse, cathinones
Acid, coke, and a casket closed
Quit asking smoke, the animal
Inside is classical but maximal
When the cannibal's no Hannibal
Gets irrational and fanatical
But it's natural to manage those
Asking smoke and damage control
A tyrannical and radical admiral
In savage mode with mad episodes
To slashing throats, mechanical
With cadavers in home, manacles
To grab him, choke, it's tractable
So rabbit holes aren't practical
For a damaged soul so laughable
You ain't rapping
You ain't savage
You just a damaged
Faggot, man quit asking
For a fucking casket
You ain't rapping
You ain't savage
You just a damaged
Faggot, man quit asking
For a fucking casket
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
I got ya in the fucking hospital
My glock's hotter than the tropical
Fucking pop a lot of Oxys, Tramadol
When you're just a fucking popsicle
It's not logical to use mom's pistols
With a cock little it's so comical
Ya need opticals to watch it fold
What the fuck punk, walk crippled
But you talk riddles it's ironical
That you even have glock pistols
Ya jokes get smoked, rock crystals
I see a coffin full and ya prodigal
So it must be you in the chronicle
Gotta pop, lock, drop it, wop wiggle
Wobble to see ya in god's swivel
You ain't rapping
You ain't savage
You just a damaged
Faggot, man quit asking
For a fucking casket
You ain't rapping
You ain't savage
You just a damaged
Faggot, man quit asking
For a fucking casket
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
Damage control
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