DIRT (feat. Sinizter)
I can't hear you crying when I'm underneath the surface
I know y'all won't care until I'm buried in the dirt bitch
Let me savor silence till I restart and I'm worthless
I know y'all won't care until I'm buried in the dirt bitch
Married to the game, ain't platonic
Assassinate a rapper like I'm John Wick
10 toes down, tectonic
Got me speakin' in tongues, demonic
Heard 'em talkin' shit but bitch I been on
Tellin' all ya stories, put the spin on
So all up on his grave I'm finna piss on
You ain't really ready for what I bring on
Fallen from the top like I was Lucifer
Treat me like the black sheep, usuper
Kill the rap game, executioner
Used to love you, now I'm through with her
Got me reminiscin' now I'm fucked up
Liked you all better so just shut up
Don't like me when you see me better buck up
Choppa get to poppin' get you touched up
Talking bout shit y'all know nothing about
Leave you dead in the flesh, with your brains in your mouth
I'm a walking disease, Holly puffing on clouds
Let her bust on my sword, watch her organs fall out
Got a lock on my heart, smoking Tifa, it's loud
In her guts with a thrust and proceed to go pound
In the house, I'm a dog, when I bark ain't no sound
Just a click when I'm done and a thud on the ground
Tell me I'm nothing, I'll find out my worth
I put some hydraulics inside of my hearse
Don't take me to church, let my body get burnt
Bitch I'll blow out your brains and go print it on merch
Every word that I write is a curse
My intake consisting of humans and worms
I'm holy invert since the day of my birth
Let the maggots infest when I crawl out the Earth
I can't hear you crying when I'm underneath the surface
I know y'all won't care until I'm buried in the dirt bitch
Let me savor silence till I restart and I'm worthless
I know y'all won't care until I'm buried in the dirt bitch
Say that you tough but hide in your posts
If we met in the flesh you would stop like you froze
I'm trynna decide what I see through the most
The game, how you act, or my bitch's new clothes
I cough up my lyrics while slicing my throat
A cup in my hand that I pour in a mote
Let it fill to the brim, incorporeal smoke
Sip a deified mist as I walk through the door
Bodies on bodies I'm covered in gore
Sick in the skull from the hate in my core
Put a hole in my head just to see what's in store
Electrical shorts and umbilical cords
Leathery wings that I spawn from my spores
You bow in my presence, you meeting the lord
I float with the bodies that wash up on shore
Black in the sun I can't see it no more
Y'all do not hear, I'll reiterate
No time, if you opps I'll obliterate
Leave you in bags on the interstate
Upping the fee for my murder rate
I treat you just like my blunt, I disintegrate
Nail me to nothing, my cross is a furnace grate
Holly will never reach up at them pearly gates
Not till the pain held inside him is burned away
Fuck
Married to the game, ain't platonic
Assassinate a rapper like I'm John Wick
10 toes down, tectonic
Got me speakin' in tongues, demonic
Heard 'em talkin' shit but bitch I been on
Tellin' all ya stories, put the spin on
So all up on his grave I'm finna piss on
You ain't really ready for what I bring on
Fallen from the top like I was Lucifer
Treat me like the black sheep, usuper
Kill the rap game, executioner
Used to love you, now I'm through with her
Got me reminiscin' now I'm fucked up
Liked you all better so just shut up
Don't like me when you see me better buck up
Choppa get to poppin' get you touched up
I know y'all won't care until I'm buried in the dirt bitch
Let me savor silence till I restart and I'm worthless
I know y'all won't care until I'm buried in the dirt bitch
Married to the game, ain't platonic
Assassinate a rapper like I'm John Wick
10 toes down, tectonic
Got me speakin' in tongues, demonic
Heard 'em talkin' shit but bitch I been on
Tellin' all ya stories, put the spin on
So all up on his grave I'm finna piss on
You ain't really ready for what I bring on
Fallen from the top like I was Lucifer
Treat me like the black sheep, usuper
Kill the rap game, executioner
Used to love you, now I'm through with her
Got me reminiscin' now I'm fucked up
Liked you all better so just shut up
Don't like me when you see me better buck up
Choppa get to poppin' get you touched up
Talking bout shit y'all know nothing about
Leave you dead in the flesh, with your brains in your mouth
I'm a walking disease, Holly puffing on clouds
Let her bust on my sword, watch her organs fall out
Got a lock on my heart, smoking Tifa, it's loud
In her guts with a thrust and proceed to go pound
In the house, I'm a dog, when I bark ain't no sound
Just a click when I'm done and a thud on the ground
Tell me I'm nothing, I'll find out my worth
I put some hydraulics inside of my hearse
Don't take me to church, let my body get burnt
Bitch I'll blow out your brains and go print it on merch
Every word that I write is a curse
My intake consisting of humans and worms
I'm holy invert since the day of my birth
Let the maggots infest when I crawl out the Earth
I can't hear you crying when I'm underneath the surface
I know y'all won't care until I'm buried in the dirt bitch
Let me savor silence till I restart and I'm worthless
I know y'all won't care until I'm buried in the dirt bitch
Say that you tough but hide in your posts
If we met in the flesh you would stop like you froze
I'm trynna decide what I see through the most
The game, how you act, or my bitch's new clothes
I cough up my lyrics while slicing my throat
A cup in my hand that I pour in a mote
Let it fill to the brim, incorporeal smoke
Sip a deified mist as I walk through the door
Bodies on bodies I'm covered in gore
Sick in the skull from the hate in my core
Put a hole in my head just to see what's in store
Electrical shorts and umbilical cords
Leathery wings that I spawn from my spores
You bow in my presence, you meeting the lord
I float with the bodies that wash up on shore
Black in the sun I can't see it no more
Y'all do not hear, I'll reiterate
No time, if you opps I'll obliterate
Leave you in bags on the interstate
Upping the fee for my murder rate
I treat you just like my blunt, I disintegrate
Nail me to nothing, my cross is a furnace grate
Holly will never reach up at them pearly gates
Not till the pain held inside him is burned away
Fuck
Married to the game, ain't platonic
Assassinate a rapper like I'm John Wick
10 toes down, tectonic
Got me speakin' in tongues, demonic
Heard 'em talkin' shit but bitch I been on
Tellin' all ya stories, put the spin on
So all up on his grave I'm finna piss on
You ain't really ready for what I bring on
Fallen from the top like I was Lucifer
Treat me like the black sheep, usuper
Kill the rap game, executioner
Used to love you, now I'm through with her
Got me reminiscin' now I'm fucked up
Liked you all better so just shut up
Don't like me when you see me better buck up
Choppa get to poppin' get you touched up
Credits
Writer(s): Scott Gonzales, Logan Johnson
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