[Part I: Not Even Ghosts Are This Empty]
[Interlude: Compilation Version]
[Intro: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
You did good $lick
(It's a SMASH!)
Hit me with some-, Hit me with some-, Hit me with some-
Hit me with some-, Hit me with some more but you don’t hear me
So I split your wig
Shoot on a trick, when I'm thick
Slick ain't got no sorrow bitch
Shoot on a trick, shoot on a trick
Slick ain’t got no sorrow bitch
Hit me with some-, Hit me with some-, Hit me with some-
Hit me with some-, Hit me with some more but you don't hear me
So I split your wig
Shoot on a trick, when I'm thick
Slick ain't got no sorrow bitch
Shoot on a trick, shoot on a trick
Slick ain't got no sorrow bitch
[Verse 1: Yung Revelations]
Can I ever get a moment to myself
Each moment that passes is fleeting
I try and I try to escape my own life
At this point y'all should call me Houdini (Oddy don't)
It always ends up with me bleeding
Or so overwhelmed I'm retreating
Back into the hole that I tried to climb out of
It always ends up self defeating
I’m addicted to sex, addicted to drugs
Really whatever will make me feel loved
I don’t care what you think
Yeah I don't give a fuck
I’m still out here shining as bright as the sun
And no matter how hard it gets
No matter how tough
Don't disobey when I say "Gimme the gun"
If I don't let my demons out to breathe
I'll end up with some horns or a pair of fucking wings
Come and visit me from time to time (From time to time)
To all the bitches I was ever with
Yeah, you’re still on my mind
[Interlude: Compilation Version]
[Intro: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
You did good $lick
(It's a SMASH!)
Hit me with some-, Hit me with some-, Hit me with some-
Hit me with some-, Hit me with some more but you don’t hear me
So I split your wig
Shoot on a trick, when I'm thick
Slick ain't got no sorrow bitch
Shoot on a trick, shoot on a trick
Slick ain’t got no sorrow bitch
Hit me with some-, Hit me with some-, Hit me with some-
Hit me with some-, Hit me with some more but you don't hear me
So I split your wig
Shoot on a trick, when I'm thick
Slick ain't got no sorrow bitch
Shoot on a trick, shoot on a trick
Slick ain't got no sorrow bitch
[Verse 1: Yung Revelations]
Can I ever get a moment to myself
Each moment that passes is fleeting
I try and I try to escape my own life
At this point y'all should call me Houdini (Oddy don't)
It always ends up with me bleeding
Or so overwhelmed I'm retreating
Back into the hole that I tried to climb out of
It always ends up self defeating
I’m addicted to sex, addicted to drugs
Really whatever will make me feel loved
I don’t care what you think
Yeah I don't give a fuck
I’m still out here shining as bright as the sun
And no matter how hard it gets
No matter how tough
Don't disobey when I say "Gimme the gun"
If I don't let my demons out to breathe
I'll end up with some horns or a pair of fucking wings
Come and visit me from time to time (From time to time)
To all the bitches I was ever with
Yeah, you’re still on my mind
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