Ky - Mori

Cellar

Lay me to rot in the cellar
I need nothin special
I'm livin to die what a waste
Fresh out the crypt leave em severed
Just settin the record
That Ky aint no bitch just in case
Shit gettin twisted
Hop out he missin
Half of his mofuckin face
Pole leave em drippin
Crimson he slippin
He fallin he fresh out the gates

Fresh outta patience
Fresh outta time for relations
Fresh outta air in this spacious coffin
Plenty of room for the roots to come feed
Maggots rip through me I'm rotten
Often think about dyin to toxins
Easy way to leave gone and forgotten
And who's here to stop it
Hah
Gotcha there
God aint give me many options

I been thinkin bout my body sinkin n the more I imagine the closer I get
I'm the villian steel grippin killin left homicidal
Bet I'm comin back rich
I been trippin, hollow then commitment swear its like I'm stuck flippin a switch

Seems I love movin along
Seems I love breakin the law
Seems like I hate writing rules
We just gon do it all wrong
Fuck livin life by the rules
We just gone live by the song
Livin ain't my cup a tea
Fuck it ill sip till its gone

And yet I still wonder why alla my work gettin praised in private
Everyone likes it hides it
Why all the metaphors
They must not get it
They ain't a misfit
Tell em to wrap me n

Lay me to rot in the cellar
I need nothin special
I'm livin to die what a waste
Fresh out the crypt leave em severed
Just settin the record
That Ky ain't no bitch just in case
Shit gettin twisted
Hop out he missin
Half of his mofuckin face
Pole leave em drippin
Crimson he slippin

He fallin he fresh out the gates
Fresh outta patience
Fresh outta time for relations
Fresh outta air in this spacious
Coffin plenty of room for the roots to come feed
Maggots rip through me I'm rotten
Often think about dyin to toxins
Easy way to leave gone and forgotten
And who's here to stop it
Hah
Gotcha there
God ain't give me many options



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Writer(s): Kyle Hall
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