AT THE END OF MY ROPE
Lucky 7's
No expression
Bout to burn all my possessions
I'm infection, quickly spreading
Not too keen on my reflection
Death makes legends
Light the essence
Once I run out, smoke the resin
Edgar Allen wrote this gospel
Loosely based on my obsessions (uhhhahh)
Bitches beggin
I can't make not one exception
Quicksand you's about to step in (watch out)
Switch your whole perception
Armageddon
Don't feel threatened
When will Hooli learn his lesson?
How yall like my resurrection?
I could disappear in seconds
Fuck is rich?
Ashes dust and crumbling brick
Psychopathic lunatic
Breathing does not do the trick
Just got my medulla split
In my land I'm ruler bitch
In your land just a fugitive
I'm useless as your crucifix, you stupid bitch
Laid back
Fade to black
Shut your eyelids just relax
(Wassup with this blood mane? Drowning in this flood mane)
Always falling through the cracks
It's the beast of Yucca Flats
(I put down them drugs mane, but I miss doing drugs mane)
Left my mark on Raleigh
Pistol Pete, hoe it's me (It's me)
She walk in and watch me make a beat, then I beat
Pull up at your door like trick or treat, and you freak
No rest for the wicked, bones is getting weak, leave me be
Bela Lugosi, flicks is in rotation
Foggy hilltop, that's my undisclosed location
Swim in crystal lake, but just beware of Jason
Give the dead some life, if not they'll have to take one
Sever all ties, I hate you hoes
Leviosa I'll make you float
You wonder if I forgave you? No
In your nightmares making my debut (woah)
Hooligan Krueger
Shadow intruder
Avenue cruiser
Stimulant user
Scumbag loser
Five hoes on me like Carlos Boozer (uh)
Judgement day's upon us I won't hesitate
Tempt you to my darkside in some clever ways
Fuck that price of fame you know I'll never pay
These might be the last words that I ever say