1990 Swaine (Ft. Sewerperson)

[Intro: Swaine]
Yo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh
Yeah
Woah, woah, woah, Celty

[Verse 1: Swaine]
Rollin' 'round in a stolen cop car
Siren buggin' out like a glitch inside the graphics card
Fuck gifts, I'm the grinch, I just drop bars
Oldschool motherfucker, young but my heart's in the
90's, I just do it how I please
No rules, no police, mile long rap sheet
Oh my God, run if you see me on a beat
I'll never come clean, how I do it this clean
Creep, tip toe around while u sleep
I'm up inside their dreams like Freddie but it's me
"I'm drownin', Tommy" like Jason in the lake
Grab a rake, get the leaves in order then break
Fake, I don't slither 'round with a snake
Still rigid, like a knife blade
Aim it for the face
Aimin' for the greats
Big boss, movin' silent, slow paced
Heartbreak Swaine
Leave 'em flattened like a crepe
Battle like I'm Conan the Barbarian
This whole fuckin' area my shoulders been carryin'
I'm collectin' teeth like a fairy is
Me and Celty finna show you what scary is