BACK FROM THE DEAD Lyrics

1 2 3 4 thats another motherfucker dead

With the lead thats pressed against ya temple

Pull the trigger now yo head transparent like a window

Roll another blunt intoxicants stay in my blood

You slit my wrist its thick as mud

Yeah killing me cant be that simple

Blue eyes with them tendrils

That circumvent your mental

My fn keep it tucked then pop ya head

Just like a pimple

Give a fuck bout what you here for

Don't let no one get in bruh

The only evidence thats left to find is circumstantial

Plead insanity

Judge and jury have trouble believing me

Internally I cant find no peace

So gripping the gat is controlling me

Pop a cop let em rot in the streets

Snortin clean got me grinding my teeth

Lexapro make me feel like a leech

And abilify only amped up they speech

1 2 3 4 thats another pussy dead

5 6 7 8 on a spike I plant your head

9 10 toes down running with a infrared

Let them know that im the one who aint afraid to toy with death

1 2 3 4 thats another pussy dead

5 6 7 8 on a spike I plant your head

9 10 toes down running with a infrared

Let them know that im the one who aint afraid to toy with death

Always find another way to put myself down

Dropping the crown, permanent frown

Levi cant see why he rose from the ground

Smokin a ounce

On me she pounce

Now im a father and I cant get bothered

By hostile accounts, by hostile accounts

Aye yuh check my sanity

Now he never rest in peace

Slicing through his arteries

Because I like the way he bleed

Why is it I never sleep

Voices summoned taunting me

Seen them creep behind the sheen of

Sharpened razor misery

Perforate his lungs and on his own blood he drowns

Concede to my thoughts and now im deep underground

Please keep my form from ashes

And allow the snacking maggots

To feast upon my body and

Let me return from madness

I cant stay alive so for me its death forevermore

Spirits in my vision leave me as a starstruck witness

Forever I keep on spitting regardless of your opinions

I cant hide behind the blinds because I wont concede to bitchin

Without all my vices in my head I will drown

Suddenly down, ill be around

Dont pay attention dont look at my frown

Leaving the house

For a minute until im finished

My psyche too damn vicious

So ill be up in the kitchen with earbuds

Just washing dishes