paroles de chanson my body is a sacrificial instrument - LOAT! feat. TRULIFE

Take me to your altar
Show me what you offer
Turn me to a crawler
Can someone call the doctor
Like no im not no talker
Mister collect the dollars
Stay silent like im gothic
And travel like a baller
(bitch)
Take me to your altar
Show me what you offer
Turn me to a crawler
Can someone call the doctor
Like no im not no talker
Mister collect the dollars
Stay silent like im gothic
And travel like a baller

I dont give a fuck about a lot of things
Cigarette to find the peace
Sick of pussys biting me
We know u got a crush
Get the fuck up off of me
I be smoking grinding cheese
Underwxrld my family
Don't ask you was, the fuck?
You think you socrates?

I feel like a bum
I feel like im bumboi
Riding thru my city
With the drums double guns boy
Hit you and your son
Give a fuck about a lover boy
904 the hub i got shooters undercover
The way they do just what i want
Yea this that mothafuckin murder talk
Dis a life of risk
I'll leave my house but kept the burners on
Heard you play your tape
Function told you turn it off
I'm a man of taste
Show me something ian heard before

I saw an angel fall deep into the underwxrld
To sell her soul to make it rain inside another world
I saw an angel fall
(Straight out the UNDERWXRLD)
Take me to the underwxrld

Take me to your altar
Show me what you offer
Turn me to a crawler
Can someone call the doctor
Like no im not no talker
Mister collect the dollars
Stay silent like im gothic
And travel like a baller
(bitch)
Take me to your altar
Show me what you offer
Turn me to a crawler
Can someone call the doctor
Like no im not no talker
Mister collect the dollars
Stay silent like im gothic
And travel like a baller