8 Legged Freak Lyrics

Eight legged freak, I'm a killer

Blood on my face from the fight, but I'm still standing

And it's venom in the bite, but it get bands in

Eight eyes, my sight, half spider, half mantis

Eight legged freak, I'm a killer

Blood on my face from the fight, but I'm still standing

And it's venom in the bite, but I get bands in

Eight eyes, my sight, half spider, half mantis

Why you gotta act like a fool

Nothing in your brain just sit there and dribble

Lost up in your days cause you're chasing a hit

Lost up in your ways cause you're chasing a bitch

I know dudes like you, wasteful as fuck

Fucking despise you, Bug from the rust

Those jealous eyes are gonna give you a headache

A clot in the back, like stamping on a blood bag

You don't know the demons that I know

I gave Beelzebub, the address to your home

Cause an infestation under your skin, should've thought about it

Now you're gonna struggle Yeah, now you're gonna struggle Yeah

I'm ripping up the complex

Eight legged freak, I'm a killer

Blood on my face from the fight, but I'm still standing

And it's venom in the bite, but I get bands in

Eight eyes, my sight, halfspider, halfmantis

Judging by the matter that you are

It amazes me that you even have capacity

Hollow headed, Empty pocket, no job

Wasted all on a few

Maybe couple blowjobs

Spitting blood on my tshirts from the grind

Put some gold on my teeth

Give me ice

You think you're gonna make it, uhhuh

Too many people like you basic, uhhuh

Let me put a Chelsea grin on your faces

Put a little smile on you wasters

I'm a product of my environment

Toxic

Took a lot of shit to be here, motherfucker, off it, off it

I'm a product of my environment, toxic

Took a lot of shit to be here, motherfucker, I fit, I fit

Motherfucker, I fit, I fit

Took a lot of shit to be here, mmmmotherfucker

I'm a product of my environment, toxic

Took a lot of shit to be here, motherfucker, off it, off it

Motherfucker, I fit

Took a lot of shit to be here, mmmmotherfucker

Spitting blood on my t-shirts from the grind

Spitting blood on my tshirts from the grind

Spitting blood on my tshirts from the grind

Spitting blood on my tshirts from the grind

Eight legged freak, I'm a killer

Blood on my face from the fight, but I'm still standing

And it's venom in the bite, but I get bands in

Eight eyes, my sight, half spider, half mantis