[Intro: ZARNOXU]

I wasn't even recording with the Snowball last time

Almost fucked myself

Shout-out Stxich, shout-out Ayazra, shout-out Kasper

Shout-out Counterlove, shout-out fuckin' Frat Club

Aight

[Verse: ZARNOXU]

Murder fanatic

Head in the back with a 12 gauge strap harassing happy faculty

20,000 in that bag when I blast that 80 marlin magazine and let the gash release

Blood flowing like flossing and tooth gaps

A ruger and 2 gats so where the hell are my rooms at

Calculate the newtons inside of my new raps

As demonstration of how I am brutalizing the school staff

Pure apathy crashes into my actions

As I massacre these bastards with gold rings attacking me

Splish splashing on acid packets

Making for collateral damage that causes stxich to caught up inside the tragedy

Kill hoes happily holding 'em on the balcony

While Bruce Wayne passively relapses on 'addys

Please, fall back like you finished a track meet

If you thought that you could fathom what we spat then you'll require vaccine

To pass me is a travesty

This NoDoz-sniffer is slap happy with casualties

Coke-nosed passenger ready to die slow in a pit of that hash oil that she gave me the keys sheesh

I got that nigga stxich's body in the back of an Acura, faggot covered in scattered dust

Soul of dark matter is all that he has stashed

But I'm shattering the fragments with the pre-recorded tracks with us

[Break: ZARNOXU]

That's a wrap, alright

Shout-out stxich, fuck

[Verse: stxich]

Define a dirty life through this pane

Dirty glass

Seeing blood on the grass

Dirty wrist and piss, got three wishes

And kisses from misfits

My lips, this lipstick taste like sunkist

Turning off the lights for the party full of blades, cocaine, switching up 'til the 'Oxys taking brains

And the tracks full of tacks laying down

But the fact is that ill rise up

And maybe drop down slowly

Falling off the bed bitch is tipsy off a potion

Let the chrome in, deep inside the headspace

Membranes will shatter

Like brittle bones from a ladder

So ecstatic for some power

Shower in the gold, ten hoes on my porch for some icy ass flowers

Dome piece caught a pop, so she dropped off the earth

And forget about her hurt

And all the wealth she inherit, so I'll tear it 'til it's gone

And ripping cherries from the trees full of green

Excuse me please, I'm not smoking from these bongs

Bitch you got me dead wrong, a long life

With knives and pipes full of gold stripes

One night is all that I ask, ace of spades and some flights