Build my tomb proper
Vic the doom doctor
Head pops, this mental artillery shell shock ya
China shop this raging bull
Jake La Motta
Hang like a bag, some days I'm the boxer
My tongue is tied
It's a wrap, mummified
Always wondered why
I'm forever numb inside
Don't wanna die, fuck I'm being hunted by?
That runners high
Chasing lighting gonna fry
I won't see that sunnyside
Now you caught up in a twister
Shedding dead skin, picking scabs, peeling blisters
Phantom with a bindle
Don't pick up any drifters
Conjure up an elixir, that's a poisonous mixture
Witches brew in a spritzer
One for you and your sister
I was there when they took it, but ain't appear in the picture
Damn
I'm the urban legend in the town that you live in
A paranormal vision, stay hidden
Vic the doom doctor
Head pops, this mental artillery shell shock ya
China shop this raging bull
Jake La Motta
Hang like a bag, some days I'm the boxer
My tongue is tied
It's a wrap, mummified
Always wondered why
I'm forever numb inside
Don't wanna die, fuck I'm being hunted by?
That runners high
Chasing lighting gonna fry
I won't see that sunnyside
Now you caught up in a twister
Shedding dead skin, picking scabs, peeling blisters
Phantom with a bindle
Don't pick up any drifters
Conjure up an elixir, that's a poisonous mixture
Witches brew in a spritzer
One for you and your sister
I was there when they took it, but ain't appear in the picture
Damn
I'm the urban legend in the town that you live in
A paranormal vision, stay hidden
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