[Verse 1: Pharaoh]
Scars up on my wrist I gotta shake it down the sand
Never fuckin smiley cauce I'm ready for the end
I was told the cemetery like it was my only friend
Smoking paper from the sad I never asked you to be mad
Pray on your chick, on your bitch, on your grave
Pull your bitch down and she`s ready for slain
And my memories dead, i dont want you to stay
Hold me here at your place like the breath at your waist
Hold back, hold back, hold back, hold back all of you
I gotta distinguish people of you
Spilling the salt and you thick into glue
Bitch i see as you cry and you stay unsecure
Cause i'm the scary (?)
I'm still fuckin baping
All i give is manic (?)
She`s the only ending
Jumping out the venue
Tell me to forget that
Tell me to forget that
[Verse 2: Killstation]
They do it to
They fucking do
Don't give a fuck
[?]
All I wanna fucking do is count paper
[?]
They came for us, and I came through
If you listen closely you can hear it too
I dont hear myself and someone tryna tell me what I can't do
Cause if you take one then I'll take two
You fake love and I'll snap at you
I know the way you're feeling every time you hear name but you can blame it on the world
And let the hatred run through you
Bitch
