(Your name's not down)

We never stop bleeding
We lock our legs and start to drown
You made me the culture
It just wraps back to back around
Lymph node infection
Go spit those leeches on the ground
It’s just seizures on repeat now
It's just back to back to back

I was up in life
Until you popped the nerves inside my eyes
You pushed your thumbs in deeper
I felt it in my spine
But now I feel much better
'Cause I don’t gotta see what they say online
You made my mind up for me
Think I'll just stick to me and mine

(Please bеlieve me, you'll kill pеople)
(Nurse)
(Listen to me)
(Nurse)
(Take your life, David, before you kill others)

You scream past my head
My arms locked by my sides
I sprint, run for cover
You die in a knife fight
I trip and fall upwards
I stretch across the sky
My limbs stress and shatter
My lungs pop, I can't cry
I fall

Check, uh, what?
Style, go
Turn it up, loud and clear now
All these songs sound the same like [railways?]
Y'all get nasty, y'all get to actin'
[1:20?] the games a game [quit stalling us?]
We're stylin’ on the beat, ’cause y'all messed up
Better watch out ’cause you're not like us
K-keep it on hush, like, turn it down low
Actin' like [trippin' like?] there ain’t much mo', like there [?]
You ain't gotta play, okay, let's go
They're made of [1:32?], we're going that way
Buckle up fast, [we're acting now?]
I don't give a fuck who next
Better wake up, or you might get slapped
Better walk light and watch yo' step
Bust your head, take a leap of death, style


I've got a girl and we're best friends, I hope that we'll get out of this okay
Find me on the street, teeth shattered on the pavement
I get up and bite for another taste, puke on stage
And I'm fighting for my pride in the pit 'til the skin's ripped off my face
This is my life and you can never take that
You will never put me in my grave

Please don't cry

I'm in your city bitch
I'm in your city yuh
I'm in your city bitch
I'm in your city yuh
I'm in your city bitch
I'm in your city yuh
Okay, okay, okay, okay

Bitch I'm in your city come catch me
Came by himself he gon leave in a baggie
He think that I'm soft cause I'm masking
Catch him in streets and I stretch him like taffy
Mom gone so you know I'm a bastard
Can't talk 'bout opps when I stay with the crackers
Way we rip him you think it's a bad dream
Keep on the mask he can't tell that I'm-

I'm on dumb, shit
You can't tell that I move stupid
Bitch we dump, shit
Shooting everyone like cupid
Better run, quick
Ain't no telling what I'm doing
Ain't no telling what I'm using
Picked my life and how I'll lose it
I'll turn this function to bits
Jump in I'm dumping the clip
Funcrusher plus to these niggas
Your budget's nothing to this
Keep throwing faith in a hole
It's population control
Tell you to go hit a lick
So they can go clean out your home

These distracted pockets remain the easiest picked
If it aint your presentation theyll get on you for your skin
Nothing on the internet gon help you with your woes
All it got for you is niggas in some european clothes

(Look at possum, there he lies
Children meet his lifeless eyes
See his nasty legs and tounge
When he wakens, watch him run)

Death in gaza, trail of tears
Make a nigga wanna go on tour for years
Doesn't fucking matter if I presevere
If the audience does not exist when curtains clear
Invictus til victors determine the spoils
Phyrexian crackers gon die over oil
The rest of us got shades pulled over our eyes
When the worth of a life is worth less then the price
Of the shit that we put in our bodies of Christ
Fight or flight numbed by the constant inciting
Of opposing suits in a folie a deux
Expect nothing but voting and polling of you
So you tap retweet and the scrolling resumes
And let it feed right into urges
Seen niggas more mad at the next person's at
Then the fact that we're leaving in hearses
Rip nex
Shit
You can't tell that I move stupid
Bitch we dump. Shit
Shooting everyone like cupid
Better run, quick
Ain't no telling what I'm doing
Ain't no telling what I'm using
This my life and how I lose it