Letras
Wither is god he cried...
I shall tell you...
We, have killed him...
You and I...
Life is a meaningless nightmare
Under yo bed I be right there
Runnin' my fade I don't fight fair, been with the shit's no emotion I don't care
Nihilistic point of view but I ain't no Neitzche
Smith & Wesson in my pocket when I meet ya
Better on my own that's why I ain't got no features
Subliminal verse when I'm talkin' my shit that's my mystique, yuh
Shoot for the face and I bury him
Under the floor won't remember him
Fuck on his bitch and I married her, fuck it I'm jokin' I'm fuckin' and leavin' her
Wanna be me but you'll never be
Every song and every track got the energy
Always talkin' out his ass, human centipede
Baby lookin' at the champ when she look at me
Ima be the one to take the crown and never give it back
Did my time up in the sand I travel there, to hell and back
Live for something, die for nothing
Always been here, souls I'm crushing, GO!"