de_snipe_it5 Lyrics

Hold up wait a minute, I ain't got a fucking second

Now I'm in the kitchen sippin' juice

Loose screws and ghouls in my head

Make a noose out of shoestring

Pile of burning ashes on the floor from the black flame

I cannot cope with depression my sorrow is infinite

Hoping tomorrow is different but fuck it whatever

You're putting me down more than I have

I'm the grey fucking hound

Wrap me in a pack, Jack wearing all black

With a backpack it's a flashback

Oh, no

Swerving in my casket, everybody watching

Throwing flowers at my bed but I ain't dead yet so

Throw me inside of a lake made of fire

Rope round my neck only seems to get tighter

Of course my attire is made out of wire

The higher I get the more rhymes I can spit

Don't keep me waiting, I'm holding my breath

I ain't got a second to spare for myself

Hating myself why you think I can love you

So fuck you I'm hoping for nothing but death

Five-Nine with the real red eyes

$carecrow dropping off foes like flies

Trippin' in the kitchen with my four-five vice

Now I got a mission but I still can't fly

It's a homicide, a suicide or what

Liquified they spilling all my blood

Crucified I'm runnin' out of luck

Magnified the pain I call my drug

I'm hating myself feeling dread

Nothing inside me but pain in my chest

Infrared dot on my head no regret

Cutting my wrist I ain't breaking a sweat

Trynna better myself, but I can't

Maybe I'm rolling the wrong fucking plant

I don't understand

The Scarecrow is made out of sand

Fuck your religion, the devil is me where you been