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Death Plus

Body

 

Body

(album: Garden - 2015)


[DEATH+:]
Chilling with the poltergeist, he wear his frozen clothes
Casket thrashing 'til I die, these bitches know that
It's a ghost town, suicide
The wind ain't blowing, the leaves ain't falling
The trees ain't growing, rivers ain't flowing
Blood overflowing, I know you know this
Sipping my potion, I'm a slug
Find me in the dirt, you with the roaches
Find me rapping and hussling, selling the purp
I'm with it, you want it
Got that shit that make yo' chest hurt
That's if you want it, I'm a criminal pimping
[?] that stay with the weird motherfuckers
With the boys at the crib be off in the garden
These hoes are the hardest, these rappers retarded
I'm sick, though
Depression coming creeping in and take you by surprise
One day you alive, then the next day you die

Chilling by myself I don't need nobody
Find me in the room, just another fucking body
See me on the news but you don't know nothing about me
We live in a society that's full of fucking copies
(And here is the hardest part)

Put it to your head and pull the trigger

[Lil Peep:]
Kill these motherfuckers, waiting patient for the flow to come
It's like I got some supernatural powers, I'm the chosen one
These bitches want me dead, I'm busting back
I got a golden gun inside my fucking hand
I pick a hater, put a hole in one
I been working, she been twerking on my fucking dick
Pussy perfect but she never got a compliment
I'm too busy stacking twenties cause my money spent
I got kicked out of the crib, I couldn't pay my rent
Young pussy, old pussy, come pussy go
Never stay the same with these motherfucking hoes
They be trifling like "Why you ain't recycling for?"
Shut the fuck up bitch, I'll break my bottle right on the floor
I'm smoking dope, I'm getting throat
This beat is wavy, I'm a boat
Bitch I hope you never know the shit I do when I'm alone
Hell is my home, and I ain't picking up my phone
Get the fuck out my zone, and watch yo motherfucking tone, bitch

Chilling by myself, I don't need nobody
Find me in the room just another fucking body
Dope on the spoon bitch, I'm looking like a zombie
I don't wanna move, you won't see me at the party

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