E.D.I.D. (Unmixed)
[Intro]
Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell
Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell
Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell
Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell
Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell
Hell, Hell, Hеll, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hеll, Hell
Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell
Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell
[Verse 1: 8 Legz]
I went to visit Whipstick, I stepped up off of my porch
But I was drunk as fuck, I slipped and fell face first into a corpse
There was maggots crawlin', this poor man's face was missin'
Hopped up, started joggin'
Then from a distance saw that same body walkin'? Fuck is this?
Mind my business, keep on movin', I ain't lookin' back
Path scattered with remnants of what was once livin', and rats
Devouring appendages, I kick 'em out the way
Ain't nobody around to witness it, so fuck 'em anyway
But for real, feels like somethin's stalkin' me
Hearin' heavy breaths more often
Heavy steps preceeding cautiously
But I ain't ready yet, all of a sudden I'm lifted off the ground
Gettin' slammed into the dirt
I'm for certain I'ma drown in this earth
But this ogre picks me up
Put his had up on my head
Starts squeezin' my cranium, feel the twisting in my neck
Strugglin', but I ain't got a single word to say
As this motherfucker separates skull from my vertebrae
[Chorus: 8 Legz, Whipstick]
Everyday I die (Back to the start, another try)
I got the time, so why shouldn't I?
Everyday I die (Back to the start, another try)
I got the time, so why shouldn't I?
[Post-Chorus: 8 Legz & Whipstick]
I've got too much time on my hands
Got too much time on my hands
[Verse 2: Whipstick]
I went to visit Legz, (Yeah) I ventured into the darkness
He's lost in Michigan's forest, he'll wind up missin' and heartless
But I'm not a [part of?] sacrifice (What?)
Stuck in the afterlife, yo that ain't right
I've been searchin', it's worthless, wastin' half my night
He's gettin' chased by a faceless demon freak
It's like a coked-up PCP version of Iron Sheilk (What)
So now he's humbled, gettin' bumbled, I'm stumblin'
Foot's caught in a bear trap, yo it's fucked up, barely functioning
I gotta lop it off, if I survive at all
I've got [?], [?] y'all
[?] with a peg leg and a bum foot
Gettin' chased by [?], not good (Ouch)
I'm like its meal ticket, a tendered veal chicken
I've got a real sickness, sponsored pill addiction
So now I'm slowin' down, leakin' lotsa blood, with a blurried vision
Ripped apart by this demon dog
As I [?] of my own existence
[Chorus: 8 Legz, Whipstick]
Everyday I die (Back to the start, another try)
I got the time, so why shouldn't I?
Everyday I die (Back to the start, another try)
I got the time, so why shouldn't I?
[Post-Chorus: 8 Legz & Whipstick]
I've got too much time on my hands
Got too much time on my hands
[Chorus: 8 Legz, 8 Legz & Whipstick]
I've got too much time on my hands
Everyday I die
Got too much time on my hands
I got the time, so why shouldn't I?
I've got too much time on my hands
Everyday I die
Got too much time on my hands
I got the time, so why shouldn't I?
[Outro: Whipstick, 8 Legz]
Fuck, gotta get some milk
Milk, milk, milk
Fuck outta here with milk
Fucking two percent milk, you know, it's like the perfect drink
Chocolate milk
It's not the perfect milk
Yeah, it is
Milk, chocolate milk, yeah, milk
Come on
Night of the Milk
Stupid