[Verse]

Etch in the frost

Yeah

Write up your name with the blood in the snow

Brass in the basement, fuckin temptation

Gettin in my head get in the way of flow

I can't get it out these voices are cold

I can't expect help I'm lost and I'm old

I can't inject hell from massive bolt pull

Insert the shell and then cock back the bolt

Got my rifle - but I'm fuckin stifled

Can't aim in this blizzard now its getting frightful

The mass is complacent but I am lone wolf

The task is adjacent to taking out a god

The mask is for faces that golden teeth rock

The brass is in basеment, like I said in pump

Now I'll pump it back and massacre thе some

Shotty on my mind and I'm bleeding out some gunk

Shooting all the goons giving pleasure for the cunt

Got the hoes on fleek I'm a pimp with a gun

Pass from erasing, looking for the sun

Jack up the latent, power has begun

Yeah

Rasp up a reason to tinue with all of the filth

Pass up with prada and draw on your skill

Cross up black border and break out of shell

Last of the hoarders that bodies do fill

//

Twist up that fuse

Exit grenade

We're not blowin bodies were throwin parades

For the best of the demons and the masks on the apes

Fiendy linguistics icing on the cake

The pain is so hard

But I am a god

I nest with the dead

And I give them my call

Summon lich army for the motherfuckin cull

Gonna lick a bitch farme looking for the salt

Bad baby in the fuckin world with a pro

Sad baby gonna fuckin furl when it snows

Gonna read her

Gonna feed her

Gonna task up a list and compete her

Twisting and listing the meters

Kilometer hours are sneakers

We're going too fast and we're going to peakers

A queen and a king and the last of the seekers

Yeah