Rotting Lyrics

Villainous idiots

Making me kill it

Yo Hope, are you feeling this

I'm gathering groups

I'm amassing a troop

Without them I am nothing

Aye

I'm attacking the hate

I'm a rattling snake

I savagely break

Mentally damaging thoughts

They have no place

In life you gon make some mistakes

Aye!

And that is okay, acknowledge it

Gather a following

Bring people up with you, now you are balling

Been battling bottles abusing my knowledge

Approaching the water

Encroaching a slaughter

I cannot be bothered

Intolerant callers awaiting pursuit

I'm gonna deal with my issues and then I'll be back

Because I got a passion for truth

When I'm dropping my letters

Yes, I'm in my element

I'm in a cell again

When I'm making some sales well I'm thankful and grateful for all of your help again

My injuries fatal, my thoughts are unstable, but I'm on my way to a future that's great

So I'm gonna bring the community up

Till I'm rotting in Hell again

I'm becoming a two blunts at once guy

I'm gonna pursue what I want I

Have been dealing with madness

I've written a fat list

I'm bringing my baggage to lunch time

I've been hit with a centripetal force

I'm sticking a fork

Through bitches who be picking the pork

You ain't taking any bacon if you're skipping the course

If you're relating wear some orange so we ain't visiting morgues

I've been spitting with a fat lip

Using my sadness

Like I didn't have shit

Abusing my cabinets

Never gonna grab it

Gonna get the bag? Shit

Rapping's how it happens so I'm scattin' on the track list

What's happening my homie, don't you know I am a savage

If you really know me then you'd know it, if you haven't

Gotten the chance, I'm rocking the rants

So if you're gonna blow it

Then respect? You'll lose a tad bit

Been circling the drain around the world, why

Through the hurting and the pain I grew a third eye

Thought you'd know it when I round around the corner

Check my sound and look around and then I found a cam recorder

Have to warn ya, in my town you're gonna die of all the boredom

You know smoking marijuana only thing that keeps you normal

Homie do you really wanna

Or you gonna be a bum

I'ma hit up every club till I'm sittin at the precipice

Guessing this gonna be accepted

Second-guessing this

Isn't really wise so be careful when you're messing with

Triple when I'm tripping

I'ma villain in my head I'm just

Killing and I'm chopping

And I'm dropping on the beat

You know that I got it and I'll never know defeat

From the bottom till the problem become bigger than a beast

Probly gonna call them out for dodging all the beef

You know making lots of cash

You can teach a man to eat

Aye

When I'm dropping my letters

Yes, I'm in my element

I'm in a cell again

When I'm making some sales well I'm thankful and grateful for all of your help again

My injuries fatal, my thoughts are unstable, but I'm on my way to a future that's great

So I'm gonna bring the community up

Till I'm rotting in Hell again