Lyrics: They ain't on the oxy-shit I do, that prove, that anybody on my shit ain't new, just move, I'm the pinnacle of darkened spit, chest all split where a heart don't sit, fucked off drips from the shit I got sniffed, wit my wrists all slit hØllÖw bleedin lay stiff, aye, fuck you bitches creepin in my tomb, dat rude, I done got a bitch to sacrifice her womb, yall doomed, Shaytaan's seed inside that condom ripped, bow and flip make her bounce and shit, bowels stretch and her insides stick, from me layin that dick, fuckin say I ain't sick, aye, pull up to my kingdom made of ruins, I cruise, down a path of dirt I once remember bloomed, off shrooms, castle bridge hang off a precipice, dead souls swim my mote of pestilence, throat gets slit and help my eminence, bitch I grind all day come meet Devoid King Mince, aye, Gothic god hØllÖw gettin hot from the hatred, bitch I'm sippin on the act till I'm de-fuckin-activated, wit my friends who pull out gauges puttin shells up in their faces, paint wit brains and teeth and braces Mama oxyclean my basement, fuck life, I don't really want it, aim and bust right, at my brain and take components, bet it won't come from opponents, let me die and have a moment, breathe in death embrace my plummet, wit some drugs up in my stomach, aye, fuck that shit more strife is what I wanted, live a little longer see more shit that leave me haunted, now I'm caught up in a garden, Anti-Eden dead and garbage, still there's pieces of my carcass, makin bitches fill up coffins, I could tell you what it's costin, but I do that shit too often, money hygiene when I'm flossin, get some coke a little tussin, let me munch up on a muffin, till there's nothing left for lunchin, bitch I told you that I'm something, make me start some shit from nothin...
Aye, fuck you bitches creepin in my tomb, dat rude, I done got a bitch to sacrifice her womb, yall doomed, Shaytaan's seed inside that condom ripped, bow and flip make her bounce and shit, bowels stretch and her insides stick, from me layin that dick, fuckin say I ain't sick, aye, pull up to my kingdom made of ruins, I cruise, down a path of dirt I once remember bloomed, off shrooms, castle bridge hang off a precipice, dead souls swim my mote of pestilence, throat gets slit and help my eminence, bitch I grind all day come meet Devoid King Mince, aye...
