Psychosis at the Lunch Break

Condemn to the-, condemned to the-
Condemned to the-
Come down to the-, condemned to the blade
Let the blood lead the-, let the blood lead the way
One third out ur grave, One third out ur grave
Condemned to the blade, ye aye

Condemned to the blade
Let the blood lead the way
One third out the grave
Keep that leopard by my sway
Bitch I'm sin seeking sin leaking
Out my head I rip open
Stitches broken
Stitching hopeless
Fuck it Yung Corpse be the one losing it

I never did no dirt just songs that quench the motherfucking thirst
I'm looking for ways to make my paper stack up
So that's why I bleed down and make it a stain
Pain in ur brain I can see u dabbed in Grey
Oh the kings know the way
Let the kin lead the way

It's that Corpse kid
Step up and make it a scene kid
Pull up I feed all my team bitch
Pull up I'll make it ur dream bitchass playa

Too hot for you hoes too broke know it shows
Real motherfucker keep it real motherfucker
North side playa
From the East side, playa
Better watch where u steppa
Bitch I'll live up in ur gutter
Catch some sewer in your life bruh
Corpse be plaguing like no other
Bitch I stun the whole sun up
Sauna upping up the Block -A

Tornado whipping I'm sinking down low
Tornado sailing I'm whipping the hoes
Tornado wailing I'm crying and shedding
But no one out here really feeling me hoe

I'm losing it, I'm losing it (Yung Corpse!)
Stepping up am painting on my canvas like a toy
I don't give a fuck, I got that eye by my side
I'm losing it, I'm losing it
But I'm still condemned to that fuckin-
I'm losing it, fuck



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Writer(s): Sebastien Del Prete
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