​​​dirge Rav & Kill Bill: The Rapper

[Verse 1: Kill Bill]
When everything is dead and done my people people people wanna piece of that pie
Yuh
When everything decays rots, placed inside the safest spot inside the earth, y'all find the time to find it's worth
Post-mortem, Postpartum, Post Baloney
Pray they fuckin' Post Malone me build a shrine
Yuh
My mausoleum tall and steeped in what I used to fill the time
I shed the gloves
I'm building mine
Fuck waiting till I die
You little sheep, shouting about Little Peep
I bet you never liked a fucking song
You talking bout his
Face tats, up in yo mentions way back
And how you figured that, that shit it wasn't wrong
You motherfuckin' cowards could be hours from a cold slump of tissues
What's the difference when you die and leave this earth?
Yuh
I'm in my feelings
Eating peelings of tobacco
Where the backhoe
Might as well just do my dirt
I'm not waiting

[Hook: Kill Bill]
I'm digging up a pit for me to die inside of
Cause I don't trust these shaky hands (no, no, no, no, no, no)
I'm digging through your little stack of lies that piled up
So you don't have to face me man I'll do it for you
I got my shovel, got my gloves, I got my tuxedo
I got my shovel, got my gloves, I got my tuxedo
I got my shovel, got my gloves, I got my tuxedo
Yuh