kissing you with everything you put me through I'll tell you what i see a faded memory of him inside of you and me outside again if you're so worthless
't mind kissing you with everything you put me through I tell you what I see a faded memory Him inside of you and me outside Again and if your so worthless
And haters that trip a click to catch clips, for real niggas [repeat] [Verse Two: Mob Figgas] Bailin times, fuck it, Mob Figgas'll get the bustin Ain't no exit
I blow mics [Evidence] Show mic precise, require sacrifice That's no hassle, the master got more loops than lassos Y'all hear me? They all conspiracy theories Worthless
one soon I was told to bank on 70 22's been hard enough Search for a space to hide in The life I have's too much Feeble-minded, fickle and worthless
go to a town, far away And shall i guide you anywhere Like when we were young Even if I have awaken many times, the exit cannot be found Repeating
and handshakes, but who moves to disarm. We've cheapened time and evolution. To be violently erased is non - fiction. Those summits and peace treaties are just worthless
hit the next stop, the whole car's demolished Time to exit proceed with a purpose My canvas, a surface most people deem as worthless Pop the krylon top
life unforeseen daylight at the end corridors of life tunnel suffocating atmosphere of inner cosmos collapsing neurosis detestation overflow nausea to worthless
an extreme fetish For blood and meat All over me The body as a canvas The art of murder Upon blank skin Fed into the grater Exiting in chunks Spattering
up when I blow mics Show mic precise, require sacrifice That's no hassle, the master got more loops than lassos Y'all hear me? they all conspiracy theories Worthless
Questions, pain, grief and misbelief? I'm so faithful all I grind is my teeth. But what I find beneath the surface has changed from priceless to worthless
and handshakes But who moves to disarm? We've cheapened time and evolution To be violently erased is non-fiction Those summits and peace treaties Are just worthless
up when I blow mics [evidence] Show mic precise, require sacrifice That's no hassle, the master got more loops than lassos Y'all hear me? they all conspiracy theories Worthless
to a town, far away And shall i guide you anywhere Like when we were young Even if I have awaken many times, the exit cannot be found Repeating
