Locked in my grave, I ain't slept in days Worms in my blunt, I got mud up in my veins Cemetery legend, poppin' like Excedrin I'm on it smoking heavy, at this rate I'll be high forever You speakin' like a reverend, then acting like a felon These conscious rap pussies ain't in no place help us No position to tell me, how the worship be Bitch get you some money, get the fuck up off the street
[Verse 2] Bringing it all the way back, bitch Sippin' it off my flask, bitch Creepin' up with that blade Better bust quick when you see that SESH shit Wreck shit what I'mma do do, motherfuck your Bentley coupe Time after time, Cyndi Lauper back in '82 Comin' down clean in a new machine Drugs on deck and the money on me Styrofoam cup and I don't sip lean I just need a place to go but I want my weed Leave me alone, I just need to fucking breathe I'm just sick of all these trash every day I fucking see So I lock the fucking door and keep myself up in the dark I can see you, I can hear you, I don't even want to start I don't care about your music, I don't care about your lord Throw my body in the trash when my time's cut short
[Hook] And that's for real Don't give a fuck about how you feel And that's for real, that's for real
[Verse 3] Okay, you swerve in the lexus, I pull up with your next bitch Old 2 wayne, cash money on the necklace Always on the guestlist, oh and not to mention Pick my worst song, bet it's harder than your best shit I don't need a Tec clip to depress the tension My lungs at recess, my heart is in detention Start [?] in the sense that I'm making It's breaking and shaking you down in the pavement Old and you're basic, I'm young and amazing Chain never hangin', I'm grippin' on a razor Feel it with anger, zone turns danger Friends turn strangers and words get fake Read more at http://www.songlyrics.com/bones/virus-lyrics/#vRWx5krLbq8XZuwR.99