Discover the themes, story, and feeling behind this song.
Fuck it how you want it, it's the psychopath | I'm killin' everything around me, fuck the aftermath | Bloodbath on my hands, lotta red dead
Fuck it how you want it, it's the psychopath I'm killin' everything around me, fuck the aftermath Bloodbath on my hands, lotta red dead Minded motherfucker standin' right up on the ledge Bring the chaos, let me slay 'em I'm goin' crazy, off the radar, the angel slayer Fuck your prayer, knee-deep in my sin, where do I begin? Gripping on the Glock, looking for a fuckin' end Bitch, I got a brain hemorrhage, losin' my shit The motherfuckin' terrorist, I'm killin' every bitch Fuck your motherfuckin' feelings, I could give a fuck Ruby right behind me, wanna test your luck? AK, AR, nine millimeter .22 Ruger, plenty ways to die, see ya Shoot, shoot, shoot to kill Aim for me, fulfill ya thrill Pop my head, let my brains spill Send chills down my spine, Papa Pine is killed Ruby da Cherry, now Ruby da Juice Every day loosen the screw Choose to do what I do This life that I lose one day is proof it's true (yeah, yeah, yeah) Refuse to use the shit you say is fuckin' cool (yeah, yeah, yeah) Tryna find my way feels like a fuckin' Rubik's cube What the fuck is new? What the fuck is new? Snakes tryna wear Gucci shoes, what a view Bit off more than you can chew, that was fuckin' rude Tryna get that face tattoo removed, but you doomed
No similar tracks yet.
