Letras
I can't feel your pulse
Tell me are you still alive
Creepin through the night
Got these monsters by my side
If I don't see results
It's a fucking homicide
Psycho on the track
So yah Better run and hide
I can't feel your pulse
Tell me are you still alive
Creepin through the night
I got darkness on my side
If I don't see results
It's a fucking homicide
Psycho on the track
So yah Better run and hide
I been cutting up
Yeah They screaming
Late night ghoul
Razor blade with them demons
Got a couple goons
And we treat it like a weekend
Red up in my Cup
Sipping bloody I be fiendin
Leaning
Tunnel vision Got me feelin like I'm yak uh
Spinning off this drink
Like I don't know where I'm at
Pushed her to the brink
She might have a heart attack
Cop a cuban link
Like my job is selling packs
And you know that's a fact
I don't fuck with snakes
No I don't fuck with rats
Grinding so damn long
Like I haven't met my match
I don't fuck with yall
Yeah my favorite artist Jack
I can't feel your pulse
Tell me are you still alive
Creepin through the night
Got these monsters by my side
If I don't see results
It's a fucking homicide
Psycho on the track
So yah Better run and hide
I can't feel your pulse
Tell me are you still alive
Creepin through the night
I got darkness on my side
If I don't see results
It's a fucking homicide
Psycho on the track
So yah Better run and hide
You would think exactly that
Never hit the brakes
No, I only hit the gas