Songtexte Ill Will (feat. Eightblock) - Syn Suitcase

I rained yo ass to the pedestal
Ticked laughed off to fuck your lover with my genital
Don't ever come to my ass asking for percs to devour
Edibles with a vegetal ass crack flex when it's a rental
Track a less subtle walk-up, headed gull
Asking what'd happened if I fucked the ex you still loved as a hypothetical
It's incredible...
Premarital sex is rained named a Syn
I'd pop yo brain with a flick, I mark that with a credible

I jest for the fun of it
Thrust the 1... 2, I rose above it
Came in the hole, rose to take over the summit
Living in 8bit thoughts,
Where's the blade. I was sent to deliver a slit
As a thug, curb stomped the pussy deemed unfit
I ain't cloned, I seize to never exist
Popped in Phy Ed, I was the last one to be picked
Yet I seem to never be the one who missed
This the hate song raining on the cunts who hit spliffs

IM OUT