Beta Amyloid Istasha (Ft. Saint Sleep)

[Verse 1: Saint Sleep]
Broken crack pipe
Cracked up need a bad vice
Bad blood put it in your bag twice
Run up then veins blue
If I need it try to get it
Send then use that south when the Deja Vu
Back at that black I drip diesel
Can't drown all my demons
Can't find needles in the trash
Now I'm gettin' hypodermic
In a background
It's a big timid 'cause we go deep
Net a foreign loss

[Chorus: Istasha]
Lose vital mass the by the pounds
Surpass, stay uncrowned that's my state
Water my soil when I'm drowned
Bleed into place hold my weight

[Verse 2: Istasha]
State your input like you haven't had enough
Fuck with the image
Or fetish
Shot into meaning
And vanish off
Gripped up
Handed like fingers
Won't print it up
Enter maiming like it's the cut
Truck load race down
Dropping it over top end to elevate
All of the validate agents that navigate
To sate
The vein
Faulted target crashing an interface
Over saturated
Oscillation levels that never sedate the parasite