Diary Page of a Sick F**k
Lock em in the trunk
We driving bodies off the freeway
Speeding down the fucking highway
With that blue flame on my cheery
(Yuh)
Ski mask bout to cause a rash
Rip it off and slit my wrists
To resurrect
In a pit
Six feet ain't enough
For a creepy fucker from the crypt
Yeah we sending shots out to the crowd
Bullets loud
Duckin down
Like a fuckin clown
(Tick tock tick tock)
Yeah your time is up
If you try to run away
Imma have to grab you by your throat and
We driving bodies off the freeway
Speeding down the fucking highway
With that blue flame on my cheery
(Yuh)
Ski mask bout to cause a rash
Rip it off and slit my wrists
To resurrect
In a pit
Six feet ain't enough
For a creepy fucker from the crypt
Yeah we sending shots out to the crowd
Bullets loud
Duckin down
Like a fuckin clown
(Tick tock tick tock)
Yeah your time is up
If you try to run away
Imma have to grab you by your throat and
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Writer(s): Stephen Daniels
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