[Intro]

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​redpriest

P-P-P-POOR CONNECTION

[Chorus]

Got the drum on me like 太鼓, yeah, we shooting up

And I put it on my old bros, know we going up

Tires spinning like a game show, better buckle up

And I'll pop you in your torso, you ain't tough enough

I don't care how much I blow, I just want to take it slow

And I'm shooting like a pro, ashes coming down like snow

[Verse]

Raf Simons on my feet, not no Concords

Silent Hill, demons haunt me in the corridors

Left 4 Dead, fending off against a zombie horde

I'ma die here, I won’t be alive for sure

We ain’t talking street racing when I’m on the Silk Road

I’ve been being patient, I’m waiting for the payload

I can keep a secret and I won't share all the source code

I've been going crazy lately, always on X Games mode

Rally B, drifting, whipping in a four-door

Thoughts are racing through my head, sounding like nightcore

Dub bitch sent a pic, she a eyesore

I keep all my drugs and ciggies in the sock drawer

[Pre-Chorus]

おらおまんこみせてくれ (ぼけ)

Your flesh is rotting away (Away)

Watching your life decay (Decay)

You are so useless to me

[Chorus]

Got the drum on me like 太鼓, yeah, we shooting up

And I put it on my old bros, know we going up

Tires spinning like a game show, better buckle up

And I'll pop you in your torso, you ain't tough enough

I don't care how much I blow, I just want to take it slow

And I'm shooting like a pro, ashes coming down like snow