ARCANE 8corpses

[Chorus]
Holy fucking shit
Shut the fuck up bitch, I don't care
Broken heart is a cause of it
Smokin weed mothafucka while im in pit
Indica in my veins till I fuckin' RIP
Holy fucking shit
Shut the fuck up bitch, I don't care
Broken heart is a cause of it
Smokin weed mothafucka while im in pit
Indica in my veins till I fuckin' RIP

[Verse]
Oh no, they let me go
Guess what that means, I ain’t stopping till it’s
Deathrow, there’s no pregunta
That I’m fucking loco, if I find that mothafucka
Then their muetro
Sleep in the bed you made, you’re mothafuckin done hoe
Better know with these lyrics, I am fuckin gung-ho
This ain’t sleight of hand, I am living proof
Life got outta hand, sipping on that 80 proof
Turned it around 180 degrees, tribulations homie ain’t
Nothing knew to me
Almost died like that train scene in stand by me
Don’t believe me, you can ask matt vinci
Vindictive artistic, mothafucka like davinci
Cut from a different cloth entirely
Been through chaos like the baxters in your honor
Vendetta like barrymore in fire starter, aiming for my goals like
Alan quatermaine with revolvers, used to sip on jack
Until I was hammered, most my people that I love
Are in the ground like a jackhammer
Five-five-six calling me by my government
Usually calm, but I’m itchin for that violence
Violated by the folk I trusted in confidence
Confidently growin', doin' that in silence