Fanning the flames to the third degree What you heard? *59 Grey as concrete Slamming a fuck boy's face in the curb Now he see what I mean when I say I beat the pussy Bitch I got a fucking pentagram displayed on my hoodie Spit 666 Cramming the gar with some good weed Light up the blunt I'm a misfit split between resisting existence and what I could be Oddy Nuff been up for centuries Probably should sleep All part of God's plan Got a heap of sheep that I slaughtered on my land Three shovels in the dirt Six unmarked graves Result of the blade Got a noose round my neck as I rest in the shade As I fade away the devil is pulling my leg
[Verse 2: Lil' Famine]
I, crawling up in the streets I lay my head in ditches I, rolling a swisher sweet with codeine in the kitchen You, never gone fuck with me my level's to exquisite You, just a snitch I know you pillow talk with bitches Me, love to creep the night with murder in my sight Me, love to ease the knife inside a pussies life I'm, just a psycho with a fucked up life Cock that bitch one time and then I take my fucking life