Текст песни Rupture - sxlace

Bands tucked up in my wallet bitch
Runnin' through the fire
Shooters screaming out the back door
Take your body make a pyre
Bands tucked up in my wallet bitch
Runnin' through the fire
Shooters screaming out the back door
Take your body make a-

Eugh
Let's get this goin' now huh?
Yeah

Waiting for your fucking shots back
(Huh? what? aha)
Ran his fucking mouth
It's all bark no bite now (its all bark no bite)
Pussy kept his blade tucked
Where're your friends now, huh?
Fucker should've ran when he heard the shots pop
Yuh
Kill this scene now
Think you're hard but you're none of that
Talk about your hood life
But you can't shoot to save your life
Stomped his fucking teeth out
Watch his face bleed (burn)
Drag you through the dirt
Body disappears
They won't miss a thing

Claim that you're a god
While you flex your empty racks
Narcissistic tendencies got you held up in its grasp so like
Why you wanna talk all that shit
Pussy couldn't run it up for shit
So they copped a picture off of Google Maps (eugh)
Run it if you act the shit
So hit me up and back it bitch
No one's falling for your shit no more
They want your body dropped
Pussy boy go run your mouth
And you'll fucking eat it bitch
Just be thankful when we leave your body in a ditch

Waiting for your fucking shots back
(Yeah lets go again)
Ran his fucking mouth
It's all bark no bite now (its all bark no bite)
Pussy kept his blade tucked
Where're your friends now, huh?
Fucker should've ran when he heard the shots pop
Yuh
Kill this scene now
Think you're hard but you're none of that
Talk about your hood life
But you can't shoot to save your life
Stomped his fucking teeth out
Watch his face bleed (burn)
Drag you through the dirt
Body disappears
They won't miss a thing

Carry all this shit myself
Friends all drop like flies now
Imma be the one to make it
Never gonna miss a step yeah
They can't throw me out I'm on my rise
But I'll just crawl up through the dirt
Keep me bookmarked on your phone
Just wait until I burst
Sxlace went dark
Now he's rising from the grave again
Never stop the grind
Why you talkin' if you hate?
Suicide attempts from 14
All the way to 17
It's been a rough 4 years but
I won't die alone

Waiting for your fucking shots back
(Run this one more time)
Ran his fucking mouth
It's all bark no bite now (its all bark no bite)
Pussy kept his blade tucked
Where're your friends now, huh?
Fucker should've ran when he heard the shots pop
Yuh
Kill this scene now
Think you're hard but you're none of that
Talk about your hood life
But you can't shoot to save your life
Stomped his fucking teeth out
Watch his face bleed (burn)
Drag you through the dirt
Body disappears
They won't miss a thing