I No Longer Fear The Razor Guarding My Heel lyrics

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I No Longer Fear The Razor Guarding My Heel lyrics

[Intro: Tommy Wright III]

Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split

Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die, got a big clip wit' a Jason mask

Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split

Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die, got a big clip wit' a Jason mask

Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split

Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die, got a big clip wit' a Jason mask

Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split

Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die, got a big clip wit' a Jason mask

Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split

Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die, got a big clip wit' a Jason mask

Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split

Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die, got a big clip wit' a Jason mask

[Verse 1: YUNG MUTT]

Slumped back in the driver's seat

Blunt between my lips, I'm ridin' with a bitch that's high as me

She duckin' out, she tryna sleep

I'm duckin' out, I'm tryna see the road

But all I can see are four horsemen comin' closer to me

I think I'm about to die, we'll see

Swervin' on them motherfuckers, bitch, it ain't my time

Let the world blow up first, then I might just close my eyes

It's all I really wanted my whole life

The universe won't notice, bitch, you just another life

The sun'll rise, the stars have already died

[Hook: Tommy Wright]

Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split

Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die, got a big clip wit' a Jason mask

Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split

Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die, got a big clip wit' a Jason mask

Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split

Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die, got a big clip wit' a Jason mask

Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split

Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die, got a big clip wit' a Jason mask

[Verse 2: YUNG $CARECROW]

(I!) see the reaper creepin' as my blood is seeping

Sleeping deeper through the night, so I can face my demons

(My!) weakness seems to be that I cannot stop breathing

Death keeps cheating on my life, but on my soul, it's feeding

(It goes on, and on, and on, and on, and on)

Leading to the fleeting of an endless dream

Screaming and needing, yelling and pleading

That things ain't as they seem

In the cut, sneaking and tweakin'

Because I can't stop seeking this pain, this torture of horror

That I'm always conceiving

[MY SCARS ARE LIKE EVIDENCE BEING MAILED TO THE JUDGE]

[Interlude: Compilation Version]

[Intro: Koopsta Knicca]

Dead, a nigga dead, dead, a nigga dead, a nigga dead

A nigga dead, it's in my fuckin' head, dead, a nigga dead

Dead, a nigga dead, a nigga dead, a nigga dead

Dead, a nigga dead, dead, a nigga dead, a nigga dead

A nigga dead, it's in my fuckin' head, dead, a nigga dead

Dead, a nigga dead, a nigga dead, a nigga dead

Dead, a nigga dead, dead, a nigga dead, a nigga dead

A nigga dead, it's in my fuckin' head, dead, a nigga dead

Dead, a nigga dead, a nigga dead, a nigga dead

[Verse 1: $WITCHBLADE $CRIM]

Eternal rest, the bloody mess

Keepin' the motherfucking devil hot

Satanic mentality, happily makin' the bodies drop

I'm on the block, circling cops

Ready for their demise

Screams resonate through the night, so I can't close my eyes

Hard to swallow when the hollows enter through your throat

Lately, I wallow in my sorrow 'cause I cannot cope

The dope, the coke, the drank, the lean

The pills, the X, the smoke

The rope to choke the pain away, I'm broken till I croak, hoe

[Hook: Koopsta Knicca]

Dead, a nigga dead, dead, a nigga dead, a nigga dead

A nigga dead, it's in my fuckin' head, dead, a nigga dead

[Verse 2: YUNG $NOW]

Baby, let me get the keys to the Rover truck

Baby, let me get the weed, there's more for us

When these suckers leave, yeah, we can smoke a blunt and fuck

I bust a nut, and now it's time to get the fuck up out my crib

Yeah, here's a couple bucks

Bitch, I'm Oddy Nuff, creepin' out the cut

Blood seepin' out my cut

With the shotty, 'cause you might escape the Tommy gun

Because I'm busy puffin' blunts

But soon enough, you'll come back round

You screamin', "lock me up—please, box me up!"

I got you, sucker

Start a flame, and turn your body into dust

Smoke your body in the blunt, copy us, I'll light it up

[I WILL CELEBRATE FOR STEPPING ON BROKEN GLASS AND SLIPPING ON STOMACH SOAKED FLOORS]

[Interlude: Compilation Version]

[Intro: Gangsta Boo]

Million blunts up in my mind, million blunts up in my mind

Mask to my fuckin face I'm fiendin' to increase my high

Million blunts up in my mind, million blunts up in my mind

Mask to my fuckin face I'm fiendin' to increase my high

Million blunts up in my mind, million blunts up in my mind

Mask to my fuckin face I'm fiendin' to increase my high

Million blunts up in my mind, million blunts up in my mind

[Verse 1: ANTHONY MARS]

Walk in with a dead bitch, and a Swisher lit, drug kit

Got a half-hit worth of acid, can't quit, I'm an addict

So traumatic, and I'm manic

Feeling panicked, I need a Xanax

Pass it, as I OD real slowly

Lonely, looking ghostly

Surrounded by smoky mirror images of a fictionist, sober me

Don't give a fuck about harming me

I'm druggin' 'till I R.I.P

[Hook: Gangsta Boo]

Mask to my fuckin face I'm fiendin' to increase my high

Million blunts up in my mind, million blunts up in my mind

Mask to my fuckin face I'm fiendin' to increase my high

Million blunts up in my mind, million blunts up in my mind

[Verse 2: NORMAN ATOMIC]

Take a hit of acid, been a while since I tripped

Now I'm seein' all this shit, brain glowing

Everything is bending in the same motion

Roll the blunt, I'll take a hit

Start staring at the smoke, as it twists and disappears

Peer pressure don't affect me, bitch, I take drugs on my own

Pop a perc' and snort some coke

It feel like my heart is broke because I get fucked up when I feel alone

I'm choking on this forty of OE, I'm hopin' that I don't breath

Bitch, I'm dope, act like you know me

Shoot me up so I can OD

[Outro: Gangsta Boo]

Mask to my fuckin face I'm fiendin' to increase my high

Million blunts up in my mind, million blunts up in my mind

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  • Album:I No Longer Fear the Razor Guarding My Heel
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