Six Seconds

Brain damage, psychopathic
Black magic is my passion
I'll have you talkin' in tongues of dead
Walkin' backwards
At 16 i was balling in a strip club smokin fuckin hash
And been getting all my dick sucked
At 19 i've been living with a girl but
Now im having less fuck
Years of a bad luck
Once you break you never get to peak
These relations man i dont ever pick
Will there be another homie?
Will there be another bih?
Gotta be a some way out
But i dont really seem to see
Will there be another option
To put Rihanna on my dick?
Like g mane im a Rambo
On a phone with Diablo
Yeah you sounding so stoopid
Comparing with Pablo
If you were to talk directly to the kids at Columbine
Or the people, the community, what would you say
To them if they were here right now?
I wouldn't say a single word to them
I would listen to what they have to say
And that's what no one did
Im coming into dark old mansion
And im feeling like im Marilyn Manson
U can call me fuckin beat assassin
Black magic is my passion
Cuz im playing with the dolls like voodoo
And im flippin off the words like zombies
I may be becoming little ruder
Its all cuz im playing Bill Colby
Dont tell me, dont call me
If you really wanna meet - just blow me
In a minute ima get yo yari-yari
Let the bodies hit the floor, its a party
Im a bleached face, Steph Curry
Like a Tyler, face blurry
Ill be rich face in a tiny though
Im not about the money
Brain damage, psychopathic
Black magic is my passion
I'll have you talkin' in tongues of dead
Walkin' backwards
Brain damage, psychopathic
Black magic is my passion
I'll have you talkin' in tongues of dead
Walkin' backwards



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Writer(s): Owl
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