Plague

By YCK

On Anomaly

Released on June 4, 2021

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[Verse 1]

Snort a fucking line, crush 'em up with ID's

Bitch, I'm waiting in my fortress, you can come and find me

Frame the innocent, a sentence we will fall to perjury

Pop a vessel, pulverize 'em, send 'em to the infirmary

When I show up, I'ma make your fucking blood clot

Standing frozen, I'm the chosen one, sending gunshots

Through your home, through your dome, gripping on the fucking chrome

And I'll be probing, better yet toting all the bullets that I load

Creeping, I'm keeping the weapon, you'll never be beating me

Trauma be coming repeatedly

Tomb and a dungeon, the devil be greeting me

Skin is now burning and charred up unevenly

You never focus, you never fathom

All the weight your words will carry, hope they send me to the stratum

You wouldn't get it, you can't imagine

Sipping blood, what the fuck? I'ma turn it to a habit

Do you even feel remorse and see the ones who had to die?

For the sins you don't repent, these wings of wax we made our plight


[Chorus]

Lungs cave, blood stains

Fuck pain, fuck pain

Dug graves, flood gates

One way, one way

Lungs cave, blood stains

Fuck pain, fuck pain

Dug graves, flood gates

One way, one way


[Verse 2]

Prepackage propaganda, send an explosive bag

A couple of bodies, do what they taught me, there's another toe to tag

Danger to strangers, I'm the adversary breaking all the laws

Looking around, I savor the moment for the damage that I caused

Fuck to all the corporation, funding allocation

Talking heads, they stay resigning at the sign of allegations

I can see you're tryna run, I think you owe me dividends

You pay me out I take your head or legs, I guess it just depends

Your throne of this complacency has made you wild and blind

Bitch I'ma tear em apart when they making me mad, don't bother telling twice

I'm so fucking sick of tired of all these pussy fake woke

Generation Z's, I hate to see you're grinding, still broke

Handing over kidneys, better yet I'll take the liver

Harvest all the parts I need and then I'll dump 'em in the river

There ain't reception, make no exceptions, I'ma target who I please

Stuck in dejection, future discretion, I'll be waiting in the trees


[Chorus]

Lungs cave, blood stains

Fuck pain, fuck pain

Dug graves, flood gates

One way, one way

Lungs cave, blood stains

Fuck pain, fuck pain

Dug graves, flood gates

One way, one way