Rhys
DOG
Pop a few neuratin I don't give a fuck bout life, cuts up on my wrist that's gonna stay there till I die, yuh, bitch go ahead and talk you couldn't last inside my mind, grab some fuckin pills and psilocybin make me vibe, yuh... x2

Religion a facade and everything I see is fake, bitch I know a God Azathoth in outer space, life inside the clouds don't prove shit about our race, bitch don't wanna die then get the fuck up out my face...

Bitch I stay wit cuts, I don't give a fuck bout pain, metal head encased in rust, see me floatin in the rain, if you got a gun then come and bust, I wanna see my brains, run up on me wit some slugs, and take me from this place aye...

Pop a few neuratin I don't give a fuck bout life, cuts up on my wrist that's gonna stay there till I die, yuh, bitch go ahead and talk you couldn't last inside my mind, grab some fuckin pills and psilocybin make me vibe, yuh... x2

Bitch this ain't a race...
Watch your fuckin pace...
Bitch my blunt is laced...
Come and fuckin taste...
Bitch I'm up on stakes...
Floor a fuckin blaze...
Bitch I'm in your state...
Gone without a trace...

Bitches see me walkin...
Run up and start talkin...
"hØllÖw you so darkened"...
Bitch I sleep inside a coffin...
I don't do no barkin...
Run up get to sparkin...
Razor just got sharpened...
Bitch I'll see you when I'm stalkin aye...