Grey Boys $uicideboy$

[Intro]
Wicked ways
Wicked ways
Wicked ways
Wicked ways, wicked ways, my thoughts are schizophrenic
Wic-wicked ways, wicked ways
Wicked ways
Wicked ways
Wicked ways, wicked ways, my thoughts are schizophrenic
Wicked ways
Wicked ways, wicked ways, my thoughts are schizophrenic

[Verse 1: Trap Hou$e $crim]
I got these wicked ways
Creeping on a trick
Ready to blast on a sucker with no remorse
Load the clip, wigs I split
Infrared in my hand
Murder was all on my fucking mind
Psychopath, lunatic, crucifix, pop that nine
It's that West Bank killer walkin' 'round like thriller
Chop up the body and bury the brain
Sniffing the, sniffing the coca 'caine
Kill a motherfucker just to pawn his chain
Tell me how it feels to be alive in a grave
Tell me where's your God when you're trying to get saved
Tell me where's your God when your body's full of pain
Tell me where's your God when your body's full of pain?
I'm gripping and whipping the pistol
The mission to make the blood trickle
The sickle the cell, I'm just so fucking sickenin
I'm sorry, my ways are just so fucking wicked (Blood)
I'm gripping and whipping the pistol
The mission to make the blood trickle
The sickle the cell, I'm just so fucking sickening
I'm, sorry my ways are just so fucking wicked