ANTIHERO
Street slanging yayo, street slanging yayo then I sold
I'm fucked up, I'm so fucking high
Dimes, selling nickels, dimes, selling nickels to the junkies
Full of that weed, full of that crop, please look into my eyes
Street slanging yayo, then I sold up my glock
Sellin' 8, sellin' deals, sellin' $20 rocks, sellin'
Put my pistol point-blank, and popped till it was empty
I know if I'ma die, I gotta take some niggas with me
Birthed from $uicide, hell inside of my eyes
Got the Devil on my side so don't give a fuck if I do die
Yung Corpse
Turn the school to a motherfucking morgue
I came to kill so, I'ma drill some bullet holes inside them all
My flow so cold 'cause it came from hell long ago
I reap what I sow so I'ma smoke until my lungs destroyed
A fiend for that gold and the coke inside my nostrils hoe
Dope fiend
Steady sippin' codeine
Nodding off to Paris
Got the DJ with me
If you wanna step to me
Better bring some value to the fucking team
Mystical i'm collecting the souls that wonder off too deep
Safely, in my company, you can rest in peace
I don't sleep, I can eat a cycle to the bone you see
Chopping up and mystiquin, the mystery upping the sense
Energy driven and you know draining out that heaven scent
Fucking up the town
Bitch I'm tearing down the sun
I make chaos rain blood, along with the clouds
I was never one to stun yet I flash bang when I walk a town
Figure it gonna take practice and years for the Corpse to be ready
That's why I'm bound
Corpse drenched in the blessings like it man
Got my soul soaked in that precious essence
Yet they only give me ten
Paranoid illusions haunt my mind
It's like I'm chosen
Transitioning to my inner self
I'm hearing all them voices saying
"Stay in focus, drenched in the blessings"
Da $carecrow got a heart, made of adderall
You can't just have it all
Can't just have it all
Put my pistol point-blank, and popped till it was empty
I'm fucked up, I'm so fucking high
Dimes, selling nickels, dimes, selling nickels to the junkies
Full of that weed, full of that crop, please look into my eyes
Street slanging yayo, then I sold up my glock
Sellin' 8, sellin' deals, sellin' $20 rocks, sellin'
Put my pistol point-blank, and popped till it was empty
I know if I'ma die, I gotta take some niggas with me
Birthed from $uicide, hell inside of my eyes
Got the Devil on my side so don't give a fuck if I do die
Yung Corpse
Turn the school to a motherfucking morgue
I came to kill so, I'ma drill some bullet holes inside them all
My flow so cold 'cause it came from hell long ago
I reap what I sow so I'ma smoke until my lungs destroyed
A fiend for that gold and the coke inside my nostrils hoe
Dope fiend
Steady sippin' codeine
Nodding off to Paris
Got the DJ with me
If you wanna step to me
Better bring some value to the fucking team
Mystical i'm collecting the souls that wonder off too deep
Safely, in my company, you can rest in peace
I don't sleep, I can eat a cycle to the bone you see
Chopping up and mystiquin, the mystery upping the sense
Energy driven and you know draining out that heaven scent
Fucking up the town
Bitch I'm tearing down the sun
I make chaos rain blood, along with the clouds
I was never one to stun yet I flash bang when I walk a town
Figure it gonna take practice and years for the Corpse to be ready
That's why I'm bound
Corpse drenched in the blessings like it man
Got my soul soaked in that precious essence
Yet they only give me ten
Paranoid illusions haunt my mind
It's like I'm chosen
Transitioning to my inner self
I'm hearing all them voices saying
"Stay in focus, drenched in the blessings"
Da $carecrow got a heart, made of adderall
You can't just have it all
Can't just have it all
Put my pistol point-blank, and popped till it was empty
Credits
Writer(s): Sebastien Del Prete
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Stripper Clip
- Trippin' - Single
- SCOPEDOUTCASHEDOUT : The Laws of Resurrection Pt. VII
- The Laws of Resurrection Pt. VI
- CYNICALSINISTERDAYZ : The Laws of Resurrection Pt. V
- The Laws of Resurrection Pt. IV
- Mystical Freeway
- The Laws of Resurrection Pt. III
- The Laws of Resurrection Pt. II
- Highway Station - Single
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