BLIND
I don't mess with you hoes and your friend can just scram
I am so goddamn high just like I'm Superman
If you think that you're right you are wrong I'm certain
I got bodies in the basement right behind the curtain
Let's play this game, ok duck down now, I'm aiming at your face
My fist embrace, you can try to run, but you cannot escape
I'll kill the mob that's full of people that is running right this way
I push the button now it blowing up just like this fucking bass
Yeah yeah, you cant see
Cannot see out your eyes, stay blind guarantee
Imma make sure that you die, I'll burn you high degree
And these bitches really want me, these hoes want me for free
I ain't come into this world for no reason
Hating on me but you know I ain't leaving
Killing your mama you know you are grieving
I am the punk that you know you believe in
I gotta fidget, can't stop moving my fist now I might
Just kill a midget, for what reason you ask, cause I'm
Reaching my limit
I'm insane, imma sit inside the cooler and just think of all the ways
I can kill that fucking bitch, I'm laughing, no I am not blazed
I'm just insane, I wanna stab him in his stupid fucking face
I don't mess with you hoes and your friend can just scram
I am so goddamn high just like I'm Superman
If you think that you're right you are wrong I'm certain
I got bodies in the basement right behind the curtain
I am so goddamn high just like I'm Superman
If you think that you're right you are wrong I'm certain
I got bodies in the basement right behind the curtain
Let's play this game, ok duck down now, I'm aiming at your face
My fist embrace, you can try to run, but you cannot escape
I'll kill the mob that's full of people that is running right this way
I push the button now it blowing up just like this fucking bass
Yeah yeah, you cant see
Cannot see out your eyes, stay blind guarantee
Imma make sure that you die, I'll burn you high degree
And these bitches really want me, these hoes want me for free
I ain't come into this world for no reason
Hating on me but you know I ain't leaving
Killing your mama you know you are grieving
I am the punk that you know you believe in
I gotta fidget, can't stop moving my fist now I might
Just kill a midget, for what reason you ask, cause I'm
Reaching my limit
I'm insane, imma sit inside the cooler and just think of all the ways
I can kill that fucking bitch, I'm laughing, no I am not blazed
I'm just insane, I wanna stab him in his stupid fucking face
I don't mess with you hoes and your friend can just scram
I am so goddamn high just like I'm Superman
If you think that you're right you are wrong I'm certain
I got bodies in the basement right behind the curtain
Credits
Writer(s): Tyler O'hara
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