Lyrics Chains of Woe - Do Not Resurrect

Chains of woe upon my chest and on my back and on my wrists
Aimin' low I brought that static and I bet I never miss
The threat of death ain't never mattered so I laugh at that abyss
Matter of fact in a mater of seconds I'm grabbing that ax and I'm ending his shit
Chains of woe upon my chest and on my back and on my wrists
Aimin' low I brought that static and I bet I never miss
The threat of death ain't never mattered so I laugh at that abyss
Matter of fact in a mater of seconds I'm grabbing that ax and I'm ending his shit
I'm a god, watch me do my walk, watch me spew my thoughts
Lotta thots flockin' to my halls
Thought I'd never call
Knock her walls
Hotter than a swamp
Cold like Häagen-Dazs
Oh my god, what a fuckin' boss
You get dropped like stock
No response
All these bitches tryna fix me
I don't really got the answers
Model bitches tryna kiss me
I'mma hold that bitch for ransom
Got that fully auto six speed
Tell that nigga get his bands up
Hollowtips will off em' quickly
Tell that nigga pull his pants up
Chains of woe upon my chest and on my back and on my wrists
Aimin' low I brought that static and I bet I never miss
The threat of death ain't never mattered so I laugh at that abyss
Matter of fact in a mater of seconds I'm grabbing that ax and I'm ending his shit
Chains of woe upon my chest and on my back and on my wrists
Aimin' low I brought that static and I bet I never miss
The threat of death ain't never mattered so I laugh at that abyss
Matter of fact in a mater of seconds I'm grabbing that ax and I'm ending his shit