Graveem1nd
This is a cult murder
And then I'll be all like—
Thought this is what you wanted
Paint the walls red, paint the—, paint the floor red
Still on the floor dead, I-I-I-I get so high off the agony, I forget
I stay inside the bloody room until they storm in
No reforming, I'm so gone, man
Stay awake until the walls around me fall in
No one to call then, no one to solve it
I wanna pay for everything I've done, I promise
No one to call then, no one to solve it
I wanna pay for everything I've done, I promise (Promi—)
Feel like Quinn, I got somе killers in the fucking trench, dog
Choppa on mе shoot a three, I can't get fucking benched, dog
And I got that shotty in my bag like I'm the fucking trench mob
I got this shit from my brother, you got that from the feds, dog
I just slut somebody daughter
Old boy fucking racist, if I see him, call a doctor
This bitch think I love her but I'm sorry, I can't call her
So fucking obsessed with the muhfucking slaughter
Watch him drown in the water, Hell, where it's hotter
You can blame yourself for the pain, my departure
Drown in the water, Hell, where it's hotter
You can blame yourself for the pain, my departure
Thought this is what you wanted
Paint the walls red, paint the—, paint the floor red
Still on the floor dead, I-I-I-I get so high off the agony, I forget
I stay inside the bloody room until they storm in
No reforming, I'm so gone, man
Stay awake until the walls around me fall in
No one to call then, no one to solve it
I wanna pay for everything I've done, I promise
No one to call then, no one to solve it
I wanna pay for everything I've done, I promise
No one to call then, no one to solve it
I wanna pay for everything I've done, I promise (Promise, promise, promise, promise, promise, promise)
This is a Graveem1nd exclusive, laughing all the way to the bank
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