I don't run for nothing.
I ain't bluffing.
I don't back down.
I've been gone a minute.
I admit it, but I'm back now.
prescription bottles in that trap house used to pop them pillies till I was really about to pass out I don't run for nothing I ain't bluffing I don't back down I've been gone a minute I admit it but I'm back now I remember pill
bottles in that trap house used to pop them pillies till I was I am an oppressor my presence is a present to you peasants y'all are pessimists
I ain't giving a fuck about opinions, never gonna second guess.
Never miss my deceptive, deceptive list.
I've already been the best in the business.
Tell them kids I'm heaven.
We're off and talk, but I get busted up.
Hit him with an uppercut, ducking, and then I'm a smoker.
What the fuck?
Cause they're gonna muster up Dumb enough to get drunk Like it's double dutch When you tussle With another nut You can cuss And now seeing stars Like the hobo does I hate
to burst your bubble but buttercup if you fucking with a gun are you gonna come to the rumble just to get run I'm up number one never gonna run her up rub a dub in the tub I got
You squeakin' like a rubber duck Big bad wolf's about to huff and puff As I blow your house down
Straw pickin' wood, it ain't enough, start the countdown Five, four, three, two, one, my dick
I don't run for nothing, I ain't
bluffing I don't back down I've been gone a minute I admit it but I'm back now I remember Pilt
prescription bottles in that trap house used to pop them pillies till I was really about to pass out I don't run for nothing I ain't
bluffing i don't back down i've been gone a minute i admit it but i'm back now i remember
Bye world, it's me again.
You miss me?
BRB, it's been a minute.
I was gone and had to reinvent the reason that I
even wanna breathe again, cause that's been at my door since a boy when I let the reaper in.
Demons in my head and minds
Screaming that I'm dead inside Homicidal thoughts, they sedate me to the bed I'm tied Hospital rooms with the oxygen
and tubes where the doctors assumed I was probably immune to the lobotomy spewing bodily fluids out of my bottom like sewage all over the lobby like an out-of-body before
while I wobble on screws hobbled and bruised purple and blue certain to lose my mind put a straight jacket on me
too snobby and rude.
I don't lose my shit in a bit.
Clip my lip and I go schizo grip pistols and then I'm gonna whistle with you with a stick of the licorice.
Think of me
It's the wicked witch going lickety split.
I'm an incubus, gonna think of it.
When the liquor hits and I drink a fifth, I sing it in abyss.
I don't run for nothing I ain't bluffing I don't back down I've been gone a minute I admit it but I'm back now I remember pill prescription bottles in that trap house used to
out them pillies till i was really about to pass out i don't run for nothing i ain't bluffing i don't
I've been gone a minute.
I admit it, but I'm back now.
I remember pill prescription bottles in that
used to pop them pillies till I was really bout to pass out
