Stim Sludge
(Very well, I shall send you to Heaven, before I send you to Hell)
Pussy, what is up?
Acid running through my blood
Spit it up until it burn right through the pavement, you gon' stay until it's done
Need a couple medics in the front
On the bike that's from Akira, pop a wheelie, pour some liquor on my cuts
Fucker! An all-type blood sucker
Dumb luck or just skill, I move to kill a silly bugger
See ya, sucker! Don't shudder at the thought of goin' under
That ho get any closer, I'ma fuckin' nunchuck her! (Ay)
Slip through shadows in the rain, said I'm up to something
Hit the adrenaline Octane, bitch, I'm run-and-gunnin'
Can't feel the front lobe in his brain, feed him liquid plumbing
That double barrel go insane, yeah, his stomach pumping
Rebel to the core? Oh no, you won't, you null and void, boy
Ho gave me a ring, I'ma treat her like a Joy Toy
Devil that you know or that you don't? Come make a choice, boy
Smoke until I space and 'til I'm speaking with the Corpse voice
Fuck that! (Ha!) Think my brain is right, descending into sludge (okay)
Said she like me, so I told her, "Better buss that!"
Sick of silly rappers suckin' on they thumbs (okay)
You wanna catch me, dummy, you gon' have to run laps
Catch me, motherfucker, catch me, motherfucker
Ca-ca-catch me, motherfucker, catch me, motherfucker
Ki-ki-ki-kill me, motherfucker, kill me, motherfucker
Ki-ki-ki-kill me, motherfucker, kill me, motherfucker
I flick a lighter, let it light under my thumb, whore
I like the feeling that I get when I can't feel a thing
I guess it's really nothing if I'm numb, whore
He press the problem, he might blow this loaded gun and then he done for
So that problem get erased, buckle down, you better brace
I like the toxic in my cup, I only drink it if it's laced
Get me mad, my stats is max, what a lovely fucking day
If life ain't fuck you up by now then, life gon' find another way
Life gon' find another way, life gon' find another way
Life gon' find another way (I need a fuckin' boost!)
It always finds a fuckin' way
I'm hearing nothin' 'til it's-
Fuck that! (Ha!) Think my brain is right, descending into sludge (okay)
Said she like me, so I told her, "Better buss that"
Sick of silly rappers suckin' on they thumbs (okay)
You wanna catch me, dummy, you gon' have to run laps
Catch me, motherfucker, catch me, motherfucker
Ca-ca-catch me, motherfucker, catch me, motherfucker
Ki-ki-ki-kill me, motherfucker, kill me, motherfucker
Ki-ki-ki-kill me, motherfucker, kill me, motherfucker
Pussy, what is up?
Acid running through my blood
Spit it up until it burn right through the pavement, you gon' stay until it's done
Need a couple medics in the front
On the bike that's from Akira, pop a wheelie, pour some liquor on my cuts
Fucker! An all-type blood sucker
Dumb luck or just skill, I move to kill a silly bugger
See ya, sucker! Don't shudder at the thought of goin' under
That ho get any closer, I'ma fuckin' nunchuck her! (Ay)
Slip through shadows in the rain, said I'm up to something
Hit the adrenaline Octane, bitch, I'm run-and-gunnin'
Can't feel the front lobe in his brain, feed him liquid plumbing
That double barrel go insane, yeah, his stomach pumping
Rebel to the core? Oh no, you won't, you null and void, boy
Ho gave me a ring, I'ma treat her like a Joy Toy
Devil that you know or that you don't? Come make a choice, boy
Smoke until I space and 'til I'm speaking with the Corpse voice
Fuck that! (Ha!) Think my brain is right, descending into sludge (okay)
Said she like me, so I told her, "Better buss that!"
Sick of silly rappers suckin' on they thumbs (okay)
You wanna catch me, dummy, you gon' have to run laps
Catch me, motherfucker, catch me, motherfucker
Ca-ca-catch me, motherfucker, catch me, motherfucker
Ki-ki-ki-kill me, motherfucker, kill me, motherfucker
Ki-ki-ki-kill me, motherfucker, kill me, motherfucker
I flick a lighter, let it light under my thumb, whore
I like the feeling that I get when I can't feel a thing
I guess it's really nothing if I'm numb, whore
He press the problem, he might blow this loaded gun and then he done for
So that problem get erased, buckle down, you better brace
I like the toxic in my cup, I only drink it if it's laced
Get me mad, my stats is max, what a lovely fucking day
If life ain't fuck you up by now then, life gon' find another way
Life gon' find another way, life gon' find another way
Life gon' find another way (I need a fuckin' boost!)
It always finds a fuckin' way
I'm hearing nothin' 'til it's-
Fuck that! (Ha!) Think my brain is right, descending into sludge (okay)
Said she like me, so I told her, "Better buss that"
Sick of silly rappers suckin' on they thumbs (okay)
You wanna catch me, dummy, you gon' have to run laps
Catch me, motherfucker, catch me, motherfucker
Ca-ca-catch me, motherfucker, catch me, motherfucker
Ki-ki-ki-kill me, motherfucker, kill me, motherfucker
Ki-ki-ki-kill me, motherfucker, kill me, motherfucker
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Writer(s): Jacob Matthew Sugars
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