Death Saves

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Oknice

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How's the dopest thing you spinnin Mr. dopamine deficient
Wrote a whole record 'bout how hopeless he was feelin
Self centered spell bender
Devil here
I smell cinder
Young mutant sent through the shredder so my shell splintered
Sold my soul for coffee
Dead but I'm awake
That's all that really matters
Debt I gotta pay
And so there's bread I gotta make
Got this head I'm gonna shave
Fucked up teeth
Hey my granny love my face
Raised by a narcissist
Thirty years of livin 'fore I saw what a farce it is
Karmas in the carcasses
Found my car parked right where I forgot is
Made depression catchy for the college kids

Cards are on the table
Bullets in the chamber
Momma tried to teach me when to hold 'em
Got my mind on my money
Keep my name off ya tongue
Always eyes on the door
I been lookin to run
Cards are on the table
Bullets in the chamber
Only ever been known for foldin
But I keep it ten toes til I'm six feet
Three piece
Stayin well suited for the big sleep

Kill me when you can I'll be here til you get the chance
Kill me when you can I'll be here til you get the chance

From a place where there's a hidden blend of crimson in mud
Ask me how I f*ck this up my shoulders lift to a shrug
Like I'm Proud a how i ducked my fams addiction to drugs
I say as my hands shake from what I sip in my mug
Sin's a word for things we can't admit that we love
They ain't never prove a crime from the fit of a glove
Story of my life written pen drippin with blood
Skin pigment tinted field of flowers just beginnin to bud
Holy Ghost drove a hole where my soul supposed to go
Came into this world fully shattered
Born with broken nose
Orchids on the shelf
Stop to smell the flowers
Dear boys sweet tooth went and turned Sour
Had to gas myself up
Pulled off at the pit stop
Clowns look like circus
Never catch me in the big top
Wash your mouth out if you comin with the shit talk
Pay me for a verse it ain't a feature it's a hit job

Put the money in the bag
Put your hands to the sky
Now nobody move
Might make it out alive
Put the money in the bag
Put your hands to the sky
Now nobody move
Never make it out alive

Cards are on the table
Bullets in the chamber
Momma tried to teach me when to hold e'm
Got my mind on my money
Keep my name off ya tongue
Always eyes on the door
I been lookin to run
Cards are on the table
Bullets in the chamber
Only ever been known for foldin
But I keep it ten toes til I'm six feet
Three piece
Stayin well suited for the big sleep

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