All These Thoughts

By Sybyr

On DEATHHEAD

Released on February 5, 2016

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[Intro]

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Kill 'em)


[Verse 1]

Can't even enunciate, my nuts all in your mouth, ayy (Nah)

I'ma eat a bunch of dirty shit then eat 'em out, woah

I don't give a fuck about your life, I'm leavin', bounce, woah

I could drink some coffee with some wine 'bout now, mmm

Plottin', actually tryna get some answers for my movement now

I run up in circles while I'm dreamin', while I'm droolin', oh

I need me about a couple racks with some Xannies

Xan, Xans for my pussycat, with the hair buzzed, ay (Anti)


[Chorus]

Dust the damn dirt out my asshole

Woah, woah, calm yourself, nigga

Where your manners at?

Fuck you mean?

Dust the damn dirt out my asshole

Woah, woah, calm yourself, nigga

Where your manners at?

Fuck you mean?


[Verse 2]

Runnin' around my head like I done [?]

Wanna make a bet? I'll [?] end my shit quick

If I gave a fuck I would've fuckin' tried to call you out

Matter of fact, you fuckers so entitled

Fool, I take your clout

Ooh, you thought I finished?

Not as fast as you diminished, nigga

I confide and fuss to go the fuck to sleep to try to think

If I get some sort of fuckin' [?]

All I gotta do is stretch this sentence

Then it's in the hearse