Текст песни Mo Murder - $carecrow

Aye, uh, uhh, sip-
Sippin' on
Sippin' on bleach when I throw a damn web (Peter)
Flipping off hoes, while I'm breaking my neck (Ah)
Wicked black thoughts in the back of my head
Uhh fuck it though
Ah ah ah
When ya
When you're chopping me up
Cut me in half let my body portray
How it feel to be a dead man, alive!
Stuck in this loop till I die
Broke a damn bridge I got lost in the sauce
Fuck you $carecrow and your suicidal thoughts
Murda murda murda murda murda
Murda murda murda murda murda
Smoke a fat blunt then I rather go drown
Fuck the cross it turned upside down
Sick of that crow looking fucking dead yo and
I crawl I cry I growl I shout
I fell off from a cliff
Just to break my neck for show
Turning me into a limbo ghost
Back to back I front there's no growth
I try but everyday just fold
Fuck!

Murda murda murda
It's bout time to die
Cry for heavens sake
Level up back to sane
Fuck off you bitch with the scythe
Grab her left tit feeling great
Plain by design went insane
Murda you Murda you Murda you
Sucker punch me in the grave
Dead by knife to the side
Okay wait there for a minute motherfucker when I crash
You will keep it low-key
Fuck a damn hoe When the bitch is right
More then murder I crave be the blackest night
Get a bag full of smoke fuckin after all
I never heard of you before, least I can't recall
Pistol the grip to the five the nine
6 to the side tell the 45
Fuck off bitch, damn hoe
When I crack your spine
There'll be murda murda murda ah
Aye aye aye aye (murda murda murda)
Fuck a damn hoe
Fuck a damn hoe
Fuck the police and the ones above
But then I fuck the world to get my Adderall
The fucking Adderall
My fucking Adderall
The fucking Adderall
My fucking Adderall, fuck it