| She wanna sign a poster, so I fuck her like I know her |
| Got it in the boot, but stay creeping till I blow up |
| Drink until I die, got them brews up in the rover |
| You’s a fucking bitch, we stay mutts like it ain’t over |
| Ratty with my hair, you too happy even care |
| Staying sets with couple chairs, still an addict to the bend |
| Sleeping in the grass, so see she left me with my heart |
| Guess I’ll die another day, guess that future gotta wait |
| Ever since I had the evidence |
| You ain’t even fin’a check the shit |
| I been up, up in my room with the pen n ink |
| You fuckers just praying for severance |
| It’s li-like death to em all, if you let em in |
| Burning that bridge with a candle bitch |
| I’ve been cu-cut with a hot you can’t handle it |
| You fuckers just praying for severance, ill |
| Smile to myself and walk |
| I don’t ever flinch when you stare and talk |
| You fin’a get bought but I’m married to my thoughts |
| Your bodies intact but your minds divorced |
| So ya feel confident please don’t young sport |
| Cross my path and you will get caught |
| Everything my voice touch, can’t help head bang |
| Everything my hands grasp, turn gold loo fang |
| How did you become so irrelevant? |
| I’m in a room and its full up with elephants |
| Focusing my one elevens |
| You know it’s my time — so just let me in |
| Running this shit with such elegance |
| Holding your hand out I’ll put nothing in it |
| You’ll weather away like the elements |
| Don’t blink for a second; we’ll take you away |
| Ever since I had the evidence |
| You ain’t even fin’a check the shit |
| I been up, up in my room with the pen n ink |
| You fuckers just praying for severance |
| It’s li-like death to em all, if you let em in |
| Burning that bridge with a candle bitch |
| I’ve been cu-cut with a hot you can’t handle it |
| You fuckers just praying for severance, ill |
| You’s a fuck up need’a call it off |
| Sick of fuckers try’na talk about |
| See you running when the penny drop |
| Shut a mouth you keep talking out |
| Takes one line make you disappear |
| Up the back with a lazy beer |
| Settle down, need’a talk a bit |
| Walking blind for the horse of it |
| I am cold man, I have no soul man |
| Drink all day just to lie to the ocean |
| Tell me I’m lying, I know this |
| You walked in, didn’t think I would notice |
| You been pushing that olden |
| Still don’t know why but they thinking its golden |
| I am cold man, I have no soul man |
| Ever since I had the evidence |
| You ain’t even fin’a check the shit |
| I been up, up in my room with the pen n ink |
| You fuckers just praying for severance |
| It’s li-like death to em all, if you let em in |
| Burning that bridge with a candle bitch |
| I’ve been cu-cut with a hot you can’t handle it |
| You fuckers just praying for severance, ill |