Catacombs

Pious in the catacombs

Heathen in the cold

Slit a throat for the right side

But all of them are bones

They're gonna sort it out

Then I don't care anymore

I'm pushing past stepping over corpses

Yea they won't sort it out

Then I don't care anymore

I'm pushing past and I'm stepping over corpses

Catch em fighting over a grave

I'm crawling out of it

Fingers through dirt how bad I wanted this

I can make it up to my knees

Ain't even notice me snapping their necks like a twig

Now I'm running deep

Blessing all the dead like a priest

No way they stopping me

Turn em till they all on my team

The horde is knocking

We don't offer bread to the weak

You don't see the value that I see

Aye not that I give a fuck

Push them back into the grave that they dug

I got the spade imma cover them up

The pious the heathen they both in the mud

Pious in the catacombs

Heathen in the cold

Slit a throat for the right side

But all of them are bones

They're gonna sort it out

Then I don't care anymore

I'm pushing past stepping over corpses

Yea they won't sort it out

Then I don't care anymore

I'm pushing past and I'm stepping over corpses

Ready set go

Get on my flow

Don't be so scared get yo body exposed

Making a band watch your money get thrown

Ready to fight watch my arms getting close

Lil stupid ass bitch

Get burnt like a witch

I'm ready with stitch

Yo mind getting twist

You stupid ass snitch

That sounds like a diss

Ya boy getting rich

Pound that ass on my dick

Pop it like yo daddy went to steal

Pop it like I'm popping on molly I'm popping pills

Pop it like ye off the grid