DED BATTERY Lyrics

Take a breath

Hold it till I fade to black

I'm taking back a step

I lack the will to not attack

Another word and you get smacked

Restraining my distain

I'm draining fast

No gain in fact

Complaints will end in pain

I end the game if I react

Just another day disaster got me dastardly

Fuck all the rest because it don't really matter see

Coming from the depths I say fuck all your flattery

You don't want to fuck with me when I got a dead battery

Now I've lost it

Been accosted

Flipping upside down all the crosses

Feeling toxic

What's the cause

This shit has got me feeling really nauseous

So obnoxious

Block me block me

Try to stop me

Need that potion

Full to the top please

All these carbon copies

Try to top me

Fuck with me

I will pop thee

You don't want to boss me

Around and around we go again

Gas up

Burn quick

Till I'm dead in the end

Make it through the day

Oh I can't comprehend

No more energy left in my veins I can spend

Hell bound

Hell bound

Had enough

Tried my best but had no luck

No gusto

Left on the cusp

My body gives up

As i hit the ground

Now I bite the dust

I'm a stay mad if I'm down bad

Had to get the gat with a low bat

Would you want to fuck with a man

His limits been met

Time ticks the time is spent

Now I'm a vent

Load the mag its double stack

Seventeen shots don't want to turn you back

One pop here's your toe tag

Sleeping bag for the dead

Only aim for heads and I won't miss

Always on the verge of losing mind

I don't want none

When my life getting outta hand

I'm a bad man

It's not like I asked for this mess

Mental case the cards dealt have us all stressed

See these bags under my eyes

They will tell you otherwise

Ok round two with the second wind

Heavy in my head

The grind

It never end

Working till the bone can no longer stand

Even my lady

Seven days to meet hades

Won't stop till we on top

No shot

Fuck it

Til we rot

Three crows in a graveyard

No the massacre is never hard

Tick tock psychotic from the clock

Tick tock psychotic from the clock

Writer's block

Nah

Brick wall hit it on the spot

Seventeen shots aim through the red dot

Let me ashen out this blunt

The devil playing me some phonk

In a filthy blacked out whip

Drained of all the energy I want

Feeling useless is a front

I care too much about they want

I can't relate no more

I'll kill myself tomorrow

But tonight I'm on a

Trip to the end of the earth

Whatever I'm worth I'll reduce to the ash

I got too many marks on my back

From self-inflicted slashes

Put the evil back to sleep is all I really need

Psychopathic lunatic is just my living dying creed

Pop a chump

There is no more I said I'm fuckin' done

Light a fire just to burn all of this shit under the sun

All that's well that burns well

Represent the devil's son

Triple the six the witch she hangs out with a noose that's branded fun

I got no remorse I tort

I got enemies that snort

Wish em well then light the match and watch em melt

Life is just too short

We are the new enemies

The Three that risen from the flames