[Intro: Kirk Knight]
I got so much..
So much fuckin stress on my mind real quick holmes
Vibe for a nigga real quick, my nigga, you know what I'm saying?
Word up, word is bond and all that
[Verse 1: Kirk Knight]
Lust demon gets hornier and hornier
As the kills gets gorier and gorier
From corridors to corner stores
Catch him on the block
With the orphans through the street
Violins playing as another black coffin speaks
At the thought - of another ignorant phone call
Who is this? Calling me at 5:47 in the morning
Crack of dawn and why she mourning
Bittersweet, hit it both ways, now I'm scorching
First things first, man, you fucking with your hearse
So rehearse who you coming at
Aye aye squintin' at Captain Kirk
Star trekking, playing my role
But still follow scenes tread
Enemies, friend up ahead of me
Show no empathy, get smashed like a centipede
Sent to energy, don't bug me with your sympathy
You ran a whole train on a bitch
She still suck a mad dick, when the clock tick
As I elect no cause of politic, uh
Could you picture the damage that we afflict, uh?
I'm staring at my own, own fucking depth
Backwoods smoking out my motherfucking chest
5 minutes to death, I'm still in bed, get high at rest
As I arrest the sex pin, my love reminisce
Learn to architect, computerize love
It's that project that'll shock her back to cardiac arrest
I got so much..
So much fuckin stress on my mind real quick holmes
Vibe for a nigga real quick, my nigga, you know what I'm saying?
Word up, word is bond and all that
[Verse 1: Kirk Knight]
Lust demon gets hornier and hornier
As the kills gets gorier and gorier
From corridors to corner stores
Catch him on the block
With the orphans through the street
Violins playing as another black coffin speaks
At the thought - of another ignorant phone call
Who is this? Calling me at 5:47 in the morning
Crack of dawn and why she mourning
Bittersweet, hit it both ways, now I'm scorching
First things first, man, you fucking with your hearse
So rehearse who you coming at
Aye aye squintin' at Captain Kirk
Star trekking, playing my role
But still follow scenes tread
Enemies, friend up ahead of me
Show no empathy, get smashed like a centipede
Sent to energy, don't bug me with your sympathy
You ran a whole train on a bitch
She still suck a mad dick, when the clock tick
As I elect no cause of politic, uh
Could you picture the damage that we afflict, uh?
I'm staring at my own, own fucking depth
Backwoods smoking out my motherfucking chest
5 minutes to death, I'm still in bed, get high at rest
As I arrest the sex pin, my love reminisce
Learn to architect, computerize love
It's that project that'll shock her back to cardiac arrest
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