QUEEN LEECH
Ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah
No no no no no
No light, I've been seeing ghost eyes
Low life, staying wicked till my soul dies
Cold spine turning crooked, make the bones cry
Set me with scythe on my side, I ain't gon' die
Fill the coffin, I decay on these muhfuckas
I been filling up some graves with these muhfuckas
Aye
Ta-talk to me, I leave a body full ghosts that can hardly breathe, blegh
Breathing in the fumes from the tomb makes me nauseous
But now I've gathered all remnants for the cauldron
The stench emitting from the mixture, truly noxious
The stage is set, time to throw away the caution
I bit, the prize just sounded too delicious
I been haunted by the sanguinary visions
Of a fortress covered in moss and ammunition
With a moat surrounding it to keep out all my bad decisions oh woah
Oh woah, poppin' bane of the wolf
Monk's hood on my dome when I've gone astray in my woe
Down low I keep my voice to hide the pain when i talk
The cemetery callin' me so fuck it
Imma let it breathe and get to barkin'
Thought about cutting my veins but I won't
Another dawn in the woods and another day without hope
Hunting rabbits my eyes shine at the base of an oak
I have completed my shrine, growing horns
Now you talking to a goat
No light, I've been seeing ghost eyes
Low life, staying wicked till my soul dies
Cold spine turning crooked, make the bones cry
Set me with scythe on my side, I ain't gon' die
Fill the coffin, I decay on these muhfuckas
I been filling up some graves with these muhfuckas
Aye
Ta-talk to me, I leave a body full ghosts that can hardly breathe, blegh
I been walking with my demons, I've been rotten with ease
I'm broken, stomping out the coffin, on the block with fiends
I'm first degree, I'm cursed, in the hearse I sleep
Ain't nobody put in work out the dirt with me
Bodies in the grave, Haunted House, we gon' hold it down
Parasite your whereabouts, skully full of rounds
Drop em and they break, bullet sound make em turn around
Run em down, I'm the bully, its the word of mouth
In my coffin with a lock around it
Seen a couple bad things I don't talk about
Bodies bleeding, break your conscious, you ain't walk without it
And I been wicked in your dreams, seen em falling down
I'm steady walking up on em, they fall and drop in the grave
I knock your bones out of body, your skull engulfed in the flames
I bottle all of the pain up inside my soul till it breaks
And I've been decayed and alone, but I hold my own with the gang
Blood spilling up on the minds of the eyes that await
Bodies falling up on the side of the guys in the way
N-n-no pleasures up in the cold where the time go to waste
I've seen the cracks up on the walls, leave your life in decay, blegh
No light, I've been seeing ghost eyes
Low life, staying wicked till my soul dies
Cold spine turning crooked, make the bones cry
Set me with scythe on my side, I ain't gon' die
Fill the coffin, I decay on these muhfuckas
I been filling up some graves with these muhfuckas
Aye
Ta-talk to me, I leave a body full ghosts that can hardly breathe, blegh
No life
All you'll hear is your ghost cry
Low light
Writhing vivid under cold skies
No lie
All you'll hear is your ghost cry
Low light
Writhing vivid under cold skies
Oh my
I'm Hyperion, you gon' die
Low life
Stayin' wicked till my soul dies
Yes we all know you spoke lies
Ghosts cry
Let it rot
Dead flies
Middle of the daylight
Got a couple bad habits
Gotta whole bundle of clips for your ass
Just a bitch in a dirt basket
Ay, ah
Imma go water your crypt every day with this dick like a radish
Time to put you out to pasture
Kill every night with my pips like I'm Gladys
All you'll hear is your ghost cry
Low light
Writhing vivid under cold skies
All you'll hear is your ghost cry
Low light
Writhing vivid under cold skies
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah
No no no no no
No light, I've been seeing ghost eyes
Low life, staying wicked till my soul dies
Cold spine turning crooked, make the bones cry
Set me with scythe on my side, I ain't gon' die
Fill the coffin, I decay on these muhfuckas
I been filling up some graves with these muhfuckas
Aye
Ta-talk to me, I leave a body full ghosts that can hardly breathe, blegh
Breathing in the fumes from the tomb makes me nauseous
But now I've gathered all remnants for the cauldron
The stench emitting from the mixture, truly noxious
The stage is set, time to throw away the caution
I bit, the prize just sounded too delicious
I been haunted by the sanguinary visions
Of a fortress covered in moss and ammunition
With a moat surrounding it to keep out all my bad decisions oh woah
Oh woah, poppin' bane of the wolf
Monk's hood on my dome when I've gone astray in my woe
Down low I keep my voice to hide the pain when i talk
The cemetery callin' me so fuck it
Imma let it breathe and get to barkin'
Thought about cutting my veins but I won't
Another dawn in the woods and another day without hope
Hunting rabbits my eyes shine at the base of an oak
I have completed my shrine, growing horns
Now you talking to a goat
No light, I've been seeing ghost eyes
Low life, staying wicked till my soul dies
Cold spine turning crooked, make the bones cry
Set me with scythe on my side, I ain't gon' die
Fill the coffin, I decay on these muhfuckas
I been filling up some graves with these muhfuckas
Aye
Ta-talk to me, I leave a body full ghosts that can hardly breathe, blegh
I been walking with my demons, I've been rotten with ease
I'm broken, stomping out the coffin, on the block with fiends
I'm first degree, I'm cursed, in the hearse I sleep
Ain't nobody put in work out the dirt with me
Bodies in the grave, Haunted House, we gon' hold it down
Parasite your whereabouts, skully full of rounds
Drop em and they break, bullet sound make em turn around
Run em down, I'm the bully, its the word of mouth
In my coffin with a lock around it
Seen a couple bad things I don't talk about
Bodies bleeding, break your conscious, you ain't walk without it
And I been wicked in your dreams, seen em falling down
I'm steady walking up on em, they fall and drop in the grave
I knock your bones out of body, your skull engulfed in the flames
I bottle all of the pain up inside my soul till it breaks
And I've been decayed and alone, but I hold my own with the gang
Blood spilling up on the minds of the eyes that await
Bodies falling up on the side of the guys in the way
N-n-no pleasures up in the cold where the time go to waste
I've seen the cracks up on the walls, leave your life in decay, blegh
No light, I've been seeing ghost eyes
Low life, staying wicked till my soul dies
Cold spine turning crooked, make the bones cry
Set me with scythe on my side, I ain't gon' die
Fill the coffin, I decay on these muhfuckas
I been filling up some graves with these muhfuckas
Aye
Ta-talk to me, I leave a body full ghosts that can hardly breathe, blegh
No life
All you'll hear is your ghost cry
Low light
Writhing vivid under cold skies
No lie
All you'll hear is your ghost cry
Low light
Writhing vivid under cold skies
Oh my
I'm Hyperion, you gon' die
Low life
Stayin' wicked till my soul dies
Yes we all know you spoke lies
Ghosts cry
Let it rot
Dead flies
Middle of the daylight
Got a couple bad habits
Gotta whole bundle of clips for your ass
Just a bitch in a dirt basket
Ay, ah
Imma go water your crypt every day with this dick like a radish
Time to put you out to pasture
Kill every night with my pips like I'm Gladys
All you'll hear is your ghost cry
Low light
Writhing vivid under cold skies
All you'll hear is your ghost cry
Low light
Writhing vivid under cold skies
Credits
Writer(s): Spencer Linn, Amend Riley Elliot, Jobe Patrick Wilson, Klein Jeremy
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