I'm scared
• Written by MBeast
MBeast's Notes
This is kinda some sort of message to myself.
(Edit)
i've made some changes and i might make some more so, tell me what i shouldn't change or what i could change :)
It's all of this shit in my head like i gamble with it when i hop on sins.
I fall after six hits, i'm dead, i just can't handle my shit, i attack with semi - automatic spits,
rat tat tat tat bat, pack your bags 'n grab your sack.
Got something to prove, just hustlin' through? No, nothing's the truth, you're just snuffelin' glue.
You brag 'bout you, how you stay so fucking true.
Dude! You drag your homies into your shooting and ducking mood!
Then you complain about how your life's ''so hard and you wouldn't survive''
FINE! Be insane! Shout about how nice your ''hard time'' should suffice.
Get picked on again, and always be home, alone. Think 'n state:
''I keep getting shit on, maybe if i just take risks it makes-'' Just when i'd think about it, it's too late,
With a bottle in hand, i'd pop it and shants:
''I had no demands, just wanted some friends.''
What did i deserve all this for?
I'd shuts the bedroom door, but wake up on the bathroom floor.
And maybe consumes another pill o' four.
It starts with Shroom blocks but then Root Torch calls.
Here are Moonrock salts followed by Good Horse shots,
Then get the White Powder and get high prouder, props.
Until they call the hour cops. Then the Downer stops.
Necks twisted, lifted, crick-cracked 'n hanged?
Aren't you aware of that? I'll rip out your throat with my bare hands.
You'd call me a sad chap. Not a single tear shed.
Shoot some brand lead through my damn head!
Mommy i'm sorry help me I'm Scared!
When i grab a knife, i take a life, i break 'n slice and say it twice.
So when you're in your wooden dark coffin,
remember how you got there. You fucked with me so, start talking.
Surrender now, or prepare for a hot scare.
I'll shove a machete up your ass and rape you 'till you shit guts.
Plus, a sweaty peace of glass 'n tape you on a wall 'n watch your spilled blood.
Then i'll lick off the blood and reshape your sliced off balls in a tilt cup.
I'm discreet, dismembered coroners know me, but that's only there when i start bong blowin'.
When i'm so high i don't remember my horror, since i'm not knowing.
I'm gonna hurt you so painfully, i'll leave you with every bone broken.
Believe my verbs are fatally ill, or get your head blown open.
I'm crazy, believe it baby chill, i'll show you your own scrotum.
You're so nasty, killed by pills, just to escape a phone bill but you're so soaken.
Necks twisted, lifted, crick-cracked 'n hanged?
Aren't you aware of that? I'll rip out your throat with my bare hands.
You'd call me a sad chap. Not a single tear shed.
Shoot some brand lead through my damn head!
Mommy i'm sorry i yelled, please just help me I'm Scared!
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MBeast
Member since April 28 2014