Threaten (feat. Acidyouth)

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Nibs

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Nibs who telling fibs
Saying that the boy don't got it
No nevermind
I don't wanna hear it
Hypochondriac flow
Think what you want
Cause I'll still think I'm sick bitch
I don't need you for an inch
In this game less you the clique
Gang shit
Lb lb lb
Say what you want but never tell me
Cause lately that morale
Is dipping into the unhealthy
Painting with the blood of the wealthy
Quit your job and start a cult
Murder murder murder murder murder
It's not my fault
Violent video games
Sex on the tv
Gangster rap blaring in the streets
Anything besides bad parenting
I think my child's sick
Legalize everything
Cut into his fucking wrist
Okay bad pitch lets switch
Hi there this is my idea
Think for yourself
Try it yeah
Do what you want
Then you die damn
What if you just took that chance
Life's a song so fucking dance
I'll do what I have to do
To make you truly live
There you have it that's my stance
Blood on my hands
It's not my fault
Death on my lips
It's all my fault
Shave your head
And join the cult
Black out the world
It's an assault
Life or death it's not your choice
Come on party with the boys
Terror mixed with the noise
The world is dark
I'm not it's light
Breath in every bit of fright
I'll catch you dying here tonight
I guess you're dying here tonight huh
I can smell the bitch in you
I could tell as soon as you entered the room
That there wasn't a single thing on earth
That you could fucking do
To stop me I'm going in
Watch as I embody sin
Freedom personified
Remember back at the terminal
I asked you if you were scared to die
But now we're soaring thirty thousand
feet up in the sky
So think bout how you want to be remembered
It took till we were plummeting
For you to see the treasure
Better feel that terror slowly creeping up in your veins
And make every decision as if this could be the day
That you die
Cause sadly it may be true
And death doesn't care bout that shit you didn't get to do
Blood on my hands
It's not my fault
Death on my lips
It's all my fault
Shave your head
And join the cult
Black out the world
It's an assault
Life or death it's not your choice
Come on party with the boys
Terror mixed with the noise
The world is dark
I'm not it's light
Breath in every bit of fright
I'll catch you dying here tonight

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