Текст песни The Evil In Me II - prettysureimdead

38 prolly where I gon decay
FLC til the motherfucking grave
38 prolly where I gon decay
Last man standing prolly no one's gonna stay
38 prolly where I gon decay
FLC til the motherfucking grave
38 prolly where I gon decay
Last man standing prolly no one's gonna stay

Weaponary master, Kill Bill
Sway with the katana
War like fight for inner peace
And if it must be, die a martyr
Ain't no drama
Suicide, cockin the hammer
C4-Vest, right to Nirvana
Ending all the terror in my head
Don't know what led to the manner
Grim reaper on my neck
When I ignore him, he gon tap
Me on my shoulder
Play with my life
One more time
He might have my back
"What's left?"
Is my thought before I say "Fuck it"
Fuck around, maybe find out
Count my scars
Keep my secrets
Lickin' patiently my wounds
But I really imagined this from a different perspective
I really don't know what's left in this
Never had luck
Never felt quite successive
Ain't no quitter
I'm making sure for purposes there's an exit
Never make excuses even thought that life injured me very badly, hah
Run for your life
I'm coming back
I take what's mine
I put your fuckboy on some DMT
And he gon' loose his mind
Conquer, divide
Better than ever
Nowadays in negativity I thrive
Roll a blunt with the bible pages
Triple six
Make you avoid the light

FLC til the motherfucking grave
FLC til the motherfucking grave

Ugly motherfucker on the mic
Prolly once stolen your bike
You wanna know why?
How else do I get home when I'm that high?
Barely speak
'Cause feels like no one's gonna listen
Please don't take it personally
Isolated, need my distance
Need my distance, distressed
Way to many people to me
Got no control over emotions
That's the way that I see
Losing patience over small things
When it's really lonely
You don't know what i'm going through
Yes you know nothing 'bout me
So
Make a dog mad and I swear
One day he bites back
Grab the axe and make your fucking heads look like a tight gap
I swear I like that
Beastmode on, stomping on the fucking ground
I'm leaving devastation
Followed by big flames and rotten hounds
The devils playground in my head
He telling me to make a mess
Spread the lead
I grab the automatic
Everything is dead
Leaving all betrayers zipped up in a body bag
Steal their identities
Go to their home and then snatch their fucking checks