Outro
Used to wish that I wouldn't wake up when I slept
Stayed above all the rest, slumber and dwell in the comforts of hell
Strike sulfur again like. Burn blunts 'till I'm one with myself
They fuck with the team, don't come like nobody else
Put a hole in your chest for the gold that you hoard in your home
Still morbid and stoned as I roam. Still hoarding the souls in a jar at my coffin side
Still stalking the throne like it wasn't mine. Kill often I'm coughing up blood when I wake
Honest as fuck so heed what I when I say out straight. Keep far away I change
Feel it manifest in my blood and my veins God help me.
Back in the lab, pad back in the hand. Calm in the backpack, packing the gramme
Damned hit the landline, back in the gaff. Timing the answer, bad if you can la [bad if you can la]
Act and get backhand, back in the day I'd hype with the pampers
Man I get laid cause I got the mantra. Asked for the rap? You asked the right man
Tatts on me back, mic in me right hand, sure if its late I'll crash in your ma's gaff
She calls me babe but waits for answer, asses on tape but don't act the Jackass
Four minutes into I'm feeling infinite, trapped in a cage but, I'll have the last laugh
Try 'fore it's while, I let the time pass. Don't like the limelight, guess you can have that
Stayed above all the rest, slumber and dwell in the comforts of hell
Strike sulfur again like. Burn blunts 'till I'm one with myself
They fuck with the team, don't come like nobody else
Put a hole in your chest for the gold that you hoard in your home
Still morbid and stoned as I roam. Still hoarding the souls in a jar at my coffin side
Still stalking the throne like it wasn't mine. Kill often I'm coughing up blood when I wake
Honest as fuck so heed what I when I say out straight. Keep far away I change
Feel it manifest in my blood and my veins God help me.
Back in the lab, pad back in the hand. Calm in the backpack, packing the gramme
Damned hit the landline, back in the gaff. Timing the answer, bad if you can la [bad if you can la]
Act and get backhand, back in the day I'd hype with the pampers
Man I get laid cause I got the mantra. Asked for the rap? You asked the right man
Tatts on me back, mic in me right hand, sure if its late I'll crash in your ma's gaff
She calls me babe but waits for answer, asses on tape but don't act the Jackass
Four minutes into I'm feeling infinite, trapped in a cage but, I'll have the last laugh
Try 'fore it's while, I let the time pass. Don't like the limelight, guess you can have that
Credits
Writer(s): Sinister Valley
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