Blackout (feat. $tichThe$loth)

Pop out with a Glock
Aim it at his temple
Going mental
How the weapon made me sounding like an instrumental
Suicidal mother f***** with a score to settle
Body bag in the back of the rental
Still a foreign
I'm ignoring who be calling up my phone
It's so boring when the police keep on knocking at my door
Bust it down you little p*****
I'm just waiting for a war
One more second before I finish
I'm loading up on you w****

Black out, black out
Hit you in your face that's a f******* knock out
Aye, Aye
Black out, black out
Think I'm out of luck because my body's filled with doubt
Black out, black out
Hit you in your face that's a f******* knock out
Aye, Aye
Black out, black out
Think I'm out of luck because my body's filled with doubt

My palms get sweaty as my vision slowly fades
Off in the distance I hear angles call my name
On my shoulder it's the devil let him stay
Oh what's the difference I'm still going any way

Anyway I can't be bother what to say
It's in the mind soul of a wretched life
Waiting to die another day
Slave to the grave I take my pain bury it away
Can't face you hypocrites
You all are fake
You're life mistakes
Must be erased
Hey, you got something to f****** say
I can't be bothered is the price I pay
When I'm not here because I can't stay
Good pipe is on the way
She take it down, downtown
Cash money make you frown

Black out, black out
Hit you in your face that's a f******* knock out
Aye, Aye
Black out, black out
Think I'm out of luck because my body's filled with doubt
Black out, black out
Hit you in your face that's a f******* knock out
Aye, Aye
Black out, black out
Think I'm out of luck because my body's filled with doubt