NIRVANA (feat. Walk Among Kings)
Y'all wanna see how crazy I can be
Spin the mother fucking blade
I hit you disintegrate
Inhale some dry wall before I go on stage
To late today
Every time that I wake
Pick a date
When I send it all away
Sitting in my bad days
Long nights of short plays
All day
I've been sitting with myself
Wonder why I'm on the shelf
For yourself to a drone
You can't want the thrown
Actually Passionate
Music extravagant
Accidents that is how got the back and shit
Slap a kid
Trip off the shrooms take it back a bit
Never, have you? why you asking bitch
Give me the blunt you ain't passing with
My fingers a gun in be spraying it
Intelligence ain't need benevolence
I'll run it up with my excellence
I ain't with this fucking negligence
All I really wanna see is all your minds grow
We could fuck it up or build a new tomorrow
Stop with the huffings of sarrow
We are the leaders we eventually follow
The choices of life contradict
And restrict
Our lives devolve into the pit
I might come through with Rhythm bitch
Sorry but you got no rhythm kid
Y'all want to take but nah I ain't giving shit
Pull up shooting nicks for fun
Cut they're neck if they want to get some
Mariah cause I'll carry Mother fuckers on my back
Misstep hit a switch boom hook jab
Took Two hits gotta give right back
One eye swollen bloody skin broken nose
If you wanna go
Undertowns where to go
I will be in the cold
But burning like fire though
Everybody coming but they all want to go
Thirty bodies drop took them all from below
Pull out a great sword
Fucked up a great horde
They all want the smoke up in the snow
Rip a fucking face apart ready up to go
Tear his arms apart and smash up there knees
Dismembering bodies a serpent to please
When heaven and hell both dropped to their knees
Spin the mother fucking blade
I hit you disintegrate
Inhale some dry wall before I go on stage
To late today
Every time that I wake
Pick a date
When I send it all away
Sitting in my bad days
Long nights of short plays
All day
I've been sitting with myself
Wonder why I'm on the shelf
For yourself to a drone
You can't want the thrown
Actually Passionate
Music extravagant
Accidents that is how got the back and shit
Slap a kid
Trip off the shrooms take it back a bit
Never, have you? why you asking bitch
Give me the blunt you ain't passing with
My fingers a gun in be spraying it
Intelligence ain't need benevolence
I'll run it up with my excellence
I ain't with this fucking negligence
All I really wanna see is all your minds grow
We could fuck it up or build a new tomorrow
Stop with the huffings of sarrow
We are the leaders we eventually follow
The choices of life contradict
And restrict
Our lives devolve into the pit
I might come through with Rhythm bitch
Sorry but you got no rhythm kid
Y'all want to take but nah I ain't giving shit
Pull up shooting nicks for fun
Cut they're neck if they want to get some
Mariah cause I'll carry Mother fuckers on my back
Misstep hit a switch boom hook jab
Took Two hits gotta give right back
One eye swollen bloody skin broken nose
If you wanna go
Undertowns where to go
I will be in the cold
But burning like fire though
Everybody coming but they all want to go
Thirty bodies drop took them all from below
Pull out a great sword
Fucked up a great horde
They all want the smoke up in the snow
Rip a fucking face apart ready up to go
Tear his arms apart and smash up there knees
Dismembering bodies a serpent to please
When heaven and hell both dropped to their knees
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Writer(s): Tristan Garcia
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