Untitled Song
• Written by Kr0mAz0nE
Helta skeltar, have a glass of seltzer
Did they forget to tell ya
Im commin up fast,
And I aint gone be no failure
Wicked shits rotten my brain
To the point that I cant sleep
Me no get no sleep, then shit tends gets real deep
ive been up for a couple of weeks
Tweak tweak motha fucker
swear I got this shit down to the caps letter t
Razor blades, steak knives
Grab your children its time to hide
Mentle case homicide
Ya just commited lyrical suicide
Fuck that shit fuck around and cause a genicide
every time I ryme
People seem to go an die
Time to say by by
Pop pill n get high
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