WielderOfDoom
Shatter my skeleton
Leave nothing behind but the blood with my finger prints
Got the noose on the ceiling fan
Saying sorry to all my friends I can't do this shit
That bum life I represent
I do what I want and I don't repent
Thinking back to the times spent
Worried about a dumb bitch that wouldn't give me shit
But a hand down my fucking pants yeah
I'm in need of a heart transplant the cuts on my wrist
All the blood that I dripped I ain't feel nothing
Living life like a plant
Absorbing the light as I burn to a crisp
No I should've never fucking took that chance
Take a glance of what it could've been
Depressed as fuck in the back of the black Benz
Never knew but what could I do
Sitting back watching the tide come through
Now my heads under water
So fuck no bitch I can't hear you
Aye Imma pour up a few
Inhaling these fumes splitting my mind into two
You sending them shots in the rear view
Rope round my neck make my face blue
Up in hell like I'll see you soon
She tell me don't hurt myself wouldn't you too
Don't act like you wouldn't
I swear that I know you more than you do
They call me the wielder of doom
I been gripping the nine since I came out the womb
And I stay on that shit 'till I enter my tomb
So fuck out my face with that brand new
Bitch Imma exit this life with a big boom
Leave nothing behind but the blood with my finger prints
Got the noose on the ceiling fan
Saying sorry to all my friends I can't do this shit
That bum life I represent
I do what I want and I don't repent
Thinking back to the times spent
Worried about a dumb bitch that wouldn't give me shit
But a hand down my fucking pants yeah
I'm in need of a heart transplant the cuts on my wrist
All the blood that I dripped I ain't feel nothing
Living life like a plant
Absorbing the light as I burn to a crisp
No I should've never fucking took that chance
Take a glance of what it could've been
Depressed as fuck in the back of the black Benz
Never knew but what could I do
Sitting back watching the tide come through
Now my heads under water
So fuck no bitch I can't hear you
Aye Imma pour up a few
Inhaling these fumes splitting my mind into two
You sending them shots in the rear view
Rope round my neck make my face blue
Up in hell like I'll see you soon
She tell me don't hurt myself wouldn't you too
Don't act like you wouldn't
I swear that I know you more than you do
They call me the wielder of doom
I been gripping the nine since I came out the womb
And I stay on that shit 'till I enter my tomb
So fuck out my face with that brand new
Bitch Imma exit this life with a big boom
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Writer(s): Cody Gregorczyk
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