[Verse] (Crook)

First let me tell you what its worth

Two toned black bag zipped up in the dirt

Stuck in a dungeon where I work

Chain made of bones corpse came from the earth

Training for a world of hurt

You ain't even heard of worth

Pain the only way to learn

Ashes in the dark of the bottom of my urn

Hold up wait fuck is they talkin bout

Cut em in the face I don't want my name inside yo mouth

Shoot em in the legs I don't need em do the walking now

Blade to the face gonna show em how to lose some pounds

Hands for thе fakes why the fuck you thought we gang

Pussy boy onlinе tryna exaggerate the pain

Do not waste my time crooky put em in a vase

No home to my name no throne no escape

Im all alone

Fuck what you on

Couple of canisters

Covered in chrome

Crooky da cannibal

Crippling tone

Castrate what's valuable

Fuck up they dome

Kick in yo door bitch ill walk in yo home

Fuck is you talkin bout I want the smoke

Feelin myself when I'm fuckin yo ho

And revealing yourself gonna get yo shit blown

Im all alone

Fuck what you on

Couple of canisters

Covered in chrome

Crooky da cannibal

Crippling tone

Castrate what's valuable

Fuck up they dome

Kick in yo door bitch ill walk in yo home

Fuck is you talkin bout I want the smoke

Feelin myself when I'm fuckin yo ho

And revealing yourself gonna get yo shit blown