COFFINS
I'm having mood swings
One day I'm fine and then the next I'm on a loose please
Don't try to get in my way or think that you can pull strings
Demons so bugging I'm feeling like I'm gonna lose it
Stuck in my mentals all of the time they're quite the nuisance
Yeah my anxieties up and down it's hard to do things
Scars from my past they're marking my arms I'm not improving
Get in my mentals all of the time I got some loose springs
Ain't got the time when I'm writing still
I try to focus on what matters
Look around at the game see the same patterns
Cut a hole in my heart fill it with daggers
Try to get in my zone gotta meet standards
I get the gasoline to light the flame
You know that I handle pain I break the chain
I'm always gonna contemplate what life is like
For those that see the light I think I might just
Take pills till the pains killed
In a game where the fame kills just to pay bills
I'm a ghost on the beat chills
When I kill flows I'm an etho with the pain thrills
And an ego so lethal got the eyes of an eagle aim of a deagle
Demons in my head again you gotta take a peepo
Melly with the murder on the mind I got an issue
With the people judging never showing any virtue
Yeah they judge but don't like it when they get answers back yeah
It's kinda funny when they judging and can't handle baggage
I gotta put them in the dirt in all my open caskets
I got a coffin for these people yeah its kinda tragic
Yeah you saying that I'm two faced check the bookcase
I never been the one to tell em I'm a nutcase calling mayday
Never cutting entering the game with an AK
Always vacate on the thoughts that aren't okay
But I gotta keep it all together Sir Decay 'bout to PK
Gonna lead them astray then I break into their driveway
I'm the Kool Aid Man a boogeyman a GOAT
A hooligan to oxygen a ghost
I'm breaking through this game I don't choke
You shoot your shots a Mulligan a joke
You shoot your shots they hit me don't boast
I'll be back and better than ever to cutthroat
You put me in the ring at what cost
Try to knock me down I'll take you to the morgue
Yeah I got some expectations get on my pace
Getting high on tribulations gon' catch a case
Yeah I got no limitations but wanna taste
Some defeat one day just too see if I break
My thoughts so haunting I'm making haste
In my head I got nothing but some thoughts of hate
For myself and the people around me tell them stop talking about me
Demons they're nothing without me yeah uh
The day I wanna quit will be a bitter one to swallow
Cause I meant it when I said I wasn't really in to edibles
I guess I gotta fight the fucking demons like an animal
I make another beat and then I kill it I'm a cannibal
There aint a rapper that is anything without a bit of dough
You tell me that I got a problem yeah that was a bit of go
I come in to the game as an enemy
Like Kaneki I got another part of me that's haunting me
It's becoming me but honestly
It doesn't really bother me
Gotta keep it altogether but I called my fall I'm standing tall
I'm never gonna pass the ball to the offspring
Never gonna be the one to call em when I'm off things
Hate it when they talk about me and their leeching off kings
Never gonna be the one to let em in and pull strings
Guess I gotta keep it to myself and all my mood swings
Yeah all these demons in my head they're always bluffing
Grab my fucking mentals by the throat they're never budging
Bout to throw them in the dirt where they belong in coffins
Never sated i've been hated still im feeling nothing
Yeah you know I'm never pardoning that part of me
Thats wants to make it hard to keep my mind at peace
You give me a lobotomy though honestly
I torture beats with them inside my head
Let them tap in to my vision while they clear a debt
I'm never gonna be the one to fear the dead
I gotta coffin for the demons put them all to bed yeah
I put them in their coffins
Line 'em up and shoot them back in to their coffins
Stuck inside my head again I put them in their coffins
I got some, I got some fucking coffins yeah
Put them in their coffins
I gotta I gotta put them in their coffins
Put them in there coffins
I gotta put them put them in their fucking coffins
One day I'm fine and then the next I'm on a loose please
Don't try to get in my way or think that you can pull strings
Demons so bugging I'm feeling like I'm gonna lose it
Stuck in my mentals all of the time they're quite the nuisance
Yeah my anxieties up and down it's hard to do things
Scars from my past they're marking my arms I'm not improving
Get in my mentals all of the time I got some loose springs
Ain't got the time when I'm writing still
I try to focus on what matters
Look around at the game see the same patterns
Cut a hole in my heart fill it with daggers
Try to get in my zone gotta meet standards
I get the gasoline to light the flame
You know that I handle pain I break the chain
I'm always gonna contemplate what life is like
For those that see the light I think I might just
Take pills till the pains killed
In a game where the fame kills just to pay bills
I'm a ghost on the beat chills
When I kill flows I'm an etho with the pain thrills
And an ego so lethal got the eyes of an eagle aim of a deagle
Demons in my head again you gotta take a peepo
Melly with the murder on the mind I got an issue
With the people judging never showing any virtue
Yeah they judge but don't like it when they get answers back yeah
It's kinda funny when they judging and can't handle baggage
I gotta put them in the dirt in all my open caskets
I got a coffin for these people yeah its kinda tragic
Yeah you saying that I'm two faced check the bookcase
I never been the one to tell em I'm a nutcase calling mayday
Never cutting entering the game with an AK
Always vacate on the thoughts that aren't okay
But I gotta keep it all together Sir Decay 'bout to PK
Gonna lead them astray then I break into their driveway
I'm the Kool Aid Man a boogeyman a GOAT
A hooligan to oxygen a ghost
I'm breaking through this game I don't choke
You shoot your shots a Mulligan a joke
You shoot your shots they hit me don't boast
I'll be back and better than ever to cutthroat
You put me in the ring at what cost
Try to knock me down I'll take you to the morgue
Yeah I got some expectations get on my pace
Getting high on tribulations gon' catch a case
Yeah I got no limitations but wanna taste
Some defeat one day just too see if I break
My thoughts so haunting I'm making haste
In my head I got nothing but some thoughts of hate
For myself and the people around me tell them stop talking about me
Demons they're nothing without me yeah uh
The day I wanna quit will be a bitter one to swallow
Cause I meant it when I said I wasn't really in to edibles
I guess I gotta fight the fucking demons like an animal
I make another beat and then I kill it I'm a cannibal
There aint a rapper that is anything without a bit of dough
You tell me that I got a problem yeah that was a bit of go
I come in to the game as an enemy
Like Kaneki I got another part of me that's haunting me
It's becoming me but honestly
It doesn't really bother me
Gotta keep it altogether but I called my fall I'm standing tall
I'm never gonna pass the ball to the offspring
Never gonna be the one to call em when I'm off things
Hate it when they talk about me and their leeching off kings
Never gonna be the one to let em in and pull strings
Guess I gotta keep it to myself and all my mood swings
Yeah all these demons in my head they're always bluffing
Grab my fucking mentals by the throat they're never budging
Bout to throw them in the dirt where they belong in coffins
Never sated i've been hated still im feeling nothing
Yeah you know I'm never pardoning that part of me
Thats wants to make it hard to keep my mind at peace
You give me a lobotomy though honestly
I torture beats with them inside my head
Let them tap in to my vision while they clear a debt
I'm never gonna be the one to fear the dead
I gotta coffin for the demons put them all to bed yeah
I put them in their coffins
Line 'em up and shoot them back in to their coffins
Stuck inside my head again I put them in their coffins
I got some, I got some fucking coffins yeah
Put them in their coffins
I gotta I gotta put them in their coffins
Put them in there coffins
I gotta put them put them in their fucking coffins
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Writer(s): Sir Decay
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