Dead Weight

I've been anchored way to long

Cut the dead weight out my life

I'm moving on

Who been wrong?

You a lifer

Does your pride hurt?

Prove me wrong

Father scyther pull-up in a white hearse

Aint no fight

Just hit'em wit a light burst

Couldn't write a nice verse so his ego got stomped

Trim the fat, trim the fat, trim the fat

(You just) hold me back, hold me back, hold me back

(So) trim the fat, trim the fat, trim the fat

(You just) hold me back, hold me back, hold me back

The end of my sorrow's up in a bottle

Now I got leeches that try to ride on my feet just to get a peek

And they saying I won the lotto

They stab you in the back

But when you turn and whip your dick out they happily gonna swallow

I don't want a hundred models

I just wanna sit up on the shore

And watch you sink into the deepest reaches of the bottom

More pills? I already got'em

So I treat all of these pussy mother-fuckers like some cannon fodder

Okay, What you wanna say?

Any last words for the heard before I take the fucking sun away

You can put the fucking gun away

There's only two ways this ends: You dead or you run away

I'm sick of playing stupid games

All these lames show face

Always wanna take the fucking fun away

I'ma keep saying what I wanna say

Up until the day all you pussy motherfuckers put the tongue away

Fuck your self

I hate you all

I don't discriminate

If you wanna war I promise to obliterate

With the cowards and the fakes we don't affiliate

Slither in my space and find out who the fuck I really hate

I've been anchored way to long

Cut the dead weight out my life

I'm moving on

Who been wrong?

You a lifer

Does your pride hurt?

Prove me wrong

Father scyther pull-up in a white hearse