If You Was To Feel How Many People Stabbed Me In My Back, Try Laying On A Bed Of Nails Lyrics

I fucking hate this world, that's why I'ma be outta it

Around the town Atomic is a myth

I'll admit that I don't fit in

Nicotine

She alone like she in quarantine

Lotta shit in my bloodstream

Lotta hollows in the magazine

Scent of gasoline

And why would I care about a bitch cheating eight times?

If you like that, then you ain't mine

And I was doing it at the same time

Haha

I'm the only one that kept rappin, and had my middle finger up

Holy fuck, now y'all wanna be cool? Like I actually gave a fuck

I'm the one that they said was a"terristic threat"

Bitch I get bread

But you wanna run that mouth instead?

I'll shoot it with some led

BNB till death

Oh shit, I'm dead

Do you really think I care what you have to say?

I started when I was eight

Now I'm in highschool gettin' bitches while I decay

Ay, ay, ay