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(albüm: in my restless dreams, i see you - 2023)


Y-You look lonely...
Well that's not very haunted house of you, now is it?

[KAMAARA:]
Upchuck my guts 'til the pain is gone
One way to hell if the gate is locked
So what? I fuck 'til the breaks fall off
I'll run this shit 'til my brain hits the wall, wall
'Til my brain hits the wall, wall
'Til my brain hits the wall, wall, wall, wall, wall, wall

[Savage Ga$p:]
And I'm finna blow mind
Feel the crush, of your spine
Break through their wall with the force
'Til you die
One time, I don't ever tell lies
They want me dead everytime I revive
'Cause I'm a cold motherfucker
Kick through your door like I'm home, motherfucker
Call you summer, how I know you boutta fall off, brother
You would think I'm in frat
The way the shotgun thumping, bumping
You feel the drums in your stomach
Sold out in Warsaw and London, my ass from Kentucky
She tryna fuck, I'm like, "Fuck it"
You would think I'm in the garden way that I been green thumbing
Money

[Witchouse 40k:]
Wicked out the crypts, I turn your body mummy
Grab his skully out the mix and leave the body bloody
Out the coffin, round the ghosts on the block
I put the Glock up to your tummy, make 'em choke up 'til his body hungry (Grr)
Body all these fake motherfuckas
I been hopping out the grave, no face, bones shutter
Spiders in the veins, see the fangs, no cover
I been smoking opposition, turning wraiths up out your brothers
Out the gutter, I been crawling out the dust with it
I've got worms inside my bones, I'm out the mud with it
I ain't sleep at night, knowing that my gun did it
Fifty bullets split 'em, seeing double, leave your guts spilling
Blood dripping out my pockets
Blick up to your conscious with it
Bullets make 'em vomit, smoke gon' make 'em fold quick
Slip 'em in the coffin, leave they body rotten with it
Shock 'em, turn 'em haunted, I could take your soul quick

[KAMAARA:]
Upchuck my guts 'til the pain is gone
One way to hell if the gate is locked
So what? I fuck 'til the breaks fall off
I'll run this shit 'til my brain hits the wall, wall
'Til my brain hits the wall, wall
'Til my brain hits the wall, wall, wall, wall, wall, wall

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