O.K. (OVERKILL) - Intellectual

[Verse 1: LIL CURSE]

Young extended mags, never finna get fuckin' loaded

Wise chosen, let the bodies hit the bottom of the ocean

And kill any witnesses, givin' my full clips

Better paint the Uzi golden

Wounds left you open, for the fuckin' hopeless

And the pills got me copin', for the moment

Soon come to the closin'

Never want my eyes open

Reason why I hate the morning's

Lay in my bed with the knife on my back

All my whole life, I know snakes who chase rats

Poppin' these pills 'til I fall off the map

With the motherfuckin' sow, now up for the grass

[?] for draggin'

The pills got me laggin'

I dont want no chattin'

The signal not jammin'

Where I'm at the bottom

[?] I give a fuck

Searchin', not rollin' up

OVERDO$E

OVER

Poppin' these pills, man, fuck all these feeling's

Homies will end your existence

I'm comin', I'm burnin' the buildin'

The devil is up on the ceilin'

Let me fuckin' die

Put that bitch in the river

My shadow behind me

Can't see through the mirror

Fuck all these triggers

Surge comin' in, to set an example

I'll lose if I tried

Just lay in the gravel

Look at the samples, I'm taking no actions

Cuttin' my body, just leavin' a fraction

Blood is not flowin', I'm movin' the cattle

Takin' the knife, I'm the newborn Christ

Chew on these faces, the devil will smite

Endin' my life, but these souls are mine

OVERDO$E future, no, we will not die