paroles de chanson Live Leaks - Rozz Dyliams , gizmo

Dust on your shelves
Holding books full of
Outer worldly knowledge
Why the fuck you got it
All that you doing is
Sucking and fucking
You take a cum deposit
Molly you be off it

All of the drugs that you taking
It's wasting the body parts
Inside of you, ya gonna die

Viewing your death entertainment
Needles inside of yo face bitch

Take out your organs
Cut you into portions
I bag you up
Leave the scene vacant

Next stop I head to the boat yard
Blood on ya Gucci and goyard

Row where it's deep
I dump what I don't need
Then I pour out the blood and the discharge
Nobody living go this hard
Everyone else I disregard

Bitch you like a frog
Make you my bait
And watch you croak
Put a hook right through your lips
Grab my fishing pole and a smoke

If you talk that shit, live that shit
Or bitch, wash yourself with soap
If I'm off the shits, I'm ignorant
I'll make you have a stroke

I'll push you down, I'll shake you
Scream in your face, somebody gonna rape you
I'll tie you down, I'll tape you
Videotape how I deface you
Put it all over live leaks, don't try me
Ain't nobody gone find me
This is how twisted my mind be
This is why none of these labels would sign me

Bitch you like a frog
Make you my bait
And watch you croak
Put a hook right through your lips
Grab my fishing pole and a smoke

If you talk that shit, live that shit
Or bitch, wash yourself with soap
If I'm off the shits, I'm ignorant
I'll make you have a stroke

I'll push you down, I'll shake you
Scream in your face, somebody gonna rape you
I'll tie you down, I'll tape you
Videotape how I deface you
Put it all over live leaks, don't try me
Ain't nobody gone find me
This is how twisted my mind be
This is why none of these labels would sign me

Fire spark it, I'm retarded
Trauma made my mind retarded
Move around like Peter Sotos in a Dark Web buyers' market
I'm a threat and I'm a target
It's a bet that I will make you take your final breath
While clawing on a razor wire carpet
Corpses covered up with tarp and when I smell it, I get harder
Than the touch of any human could ever set to accomplish
I'm a living, breathing Ogrish, I've done things that make me nauseous
Wanna watch you cry and twitch before you die, if I'm just honest
If you step inside my mind it might remind you of August Underground
I'm bound to leave you ground, they might find you in my kitchen grinder
Might i just remind you, mind your business
If you trying to say "goodbye" before you die, without me standing right behind you

(I'm over here now)