PickMeUp
Mortua
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Need a pick me up, give me shot, uh, of adrenaline Uh, I know hell is hot bitches trying to get me caught Uh, letting Jesus rot hanging from the fucking cross Sauce from his blood give me sight to the future But you know now that the sight is lost Upper ranking demon I'm a fiend and I can't get off of the dope Only hope is dangling by the rope Hope lost, get me so crossed that I exhaust all the Dopamine left in my brain frost Look at all the pain that I have caused Pause, imma break the jaw 'Cause my dick is too large I'mma get charged for the semen that I discharge Oh my god 'Cause I need a pick me up give me shot of the heroin Uh, I'mma mix this up find me passed out by the liquor store Scabs on my knees, can I please have my keys? I've been fine in the past and I swerve on the streets And I'm hopefully and emotionally over all of these drugs you see 'cause that the will is weak And love is strong bitch they're killing me 'Cause I need a pick me, give me shot, uh, of adrenaline Uh, I know hell is hot bitches trying to get me caught Uh letting Jesus rot hanging from the fucking cross Sauce from his blood give me sight to the future But you know that the sight is now lost Upper ranking demon I'm a fiend and I can't get off of the dope Only hope is dangling by the rope Hope lost, get me so crossed that I exhaust all the dopamine let my brain frost Look at all the pain that I have caused Pause, i'mma break the jaw 'Cause my dick is too large i'mma get charged for the semen that I discharge Oh god Oh my god we go again My medicine need dope again These frozen winds Hold knowing sins The river flows and over spills You're lying through your teeth apparently these racks me nothing to you But they mean to me the fucking world the only reason that I let my heartbeat free and if you take that then you watch yourself Get blown in leads of three A constant breeze, a burst of energy That Brought you to your knees and then I stand over your body With the shotty you say please But I'm a zombie constant drowsy So I'm sleeping on my feet and if I say I'm fucking hungry Then you know I'm gonna eat We hit the corner store with blacked out Ford's Were walking down the Corridor with racks that lead to foreign cars The choppers sing like Bruno mars just play the beat it's going hard I want to live in mansions going hard in Florida With booty broads with zero flaws She grab my dick like handle bars and ride that shit no barriers Just amateurs who really think they stand with us But tricks are for the children this real like shit with angel dust Who came with us I'm throwing up see three of stuff my life is tough I'll open up from bloody cuts that show my my guts I'm waking up I saw the devil in my dreams with Perc and Molly Tossing up Mortua shit we f*ck your bitch raised from the ditch but Well equipped and when I meet you with that stick you better prey I end it quick
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Written by: Jesse Nielsen, Matthew Sampson
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