My Scars Are Like Evidence Being Mailed to the Judge

By $uicideboy$

On I No Longer Fear the Razor Guarding My Heel

Released on July 29, 2015

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[Chorus: Koopsta Knicca]

Dead, a nigga dead, I'm scared, a nigga dead, a nigga dead

It's in my fuckin' head

Dead, a nigga dead, I'm scared, a nigga dead, a nigga dead

It's in my fuckin' head

Dead, a nigga dead, I'm scared, a nigga dead, a nigga dead

It's in my fuckin' head

Dead, a nigga dead, I'm scared, a nigga dead, a nigga dead

It's in my fuckin' head

Dead, a nigga dead, I'm scared, a nigga dead, a nigga dead

It's in my fuckin' head


[Verse 1: $WITCHBLADE $CRIM]

Eternal rest, the bloody mess

Keepin' the motherfuckin' devil hot, satanic mentality, happily makin' the bodies drop

I'm on the block, circlin' cops, ready for their demise

Screams resonate through the night, so I can't close my eyes

Hard to swallow when the hollows enter through your throat

Lately, I wallow in my sorrow 'cause I cannot cope

The dope, the coke, the drank, the lean

The pills, the X, the smoke

The rope to choke the pain away

I'm broken 'til I croak, ho


[Chorus: Koopsta Knicca]

Dead, a nigga dead, I'm scared, a nigga dead, a nigga dead

It's in my fuckin' head

Dead, a nigga dead, I'm scared, a nigga dead


[Bridge: YUNG $NOW]

Baby, baby


[Verse 2: YUNG $NOW]

Baby, let me get the keys to the Rover truck

Baby, let me get the weed, there's more for us

When these suckers leave, yeah, we can smoke a blunt and fuck

I bust a nut, and now it's time to get the fuck up out my crib, yeah, here's a couple bucks

Bitch, I'm Oddy Nuff, creepin' out the cut

Blood seepin' out my cut, with the shotty

'Cause you might escape the Tommy gun

Because I'm busy puffin' blunts

But soon enough, you'll come back round

You screamin', "lock me up—please, box me up!"

I got you, sucker

Start a flame, and turn your body into dust

Smoke your body in the blunt

Copy us, I'll light it up (Uh)