HENRY H HOLMES Lyrics

(Fuck 88, fuck 88)

Life is a maze I'm Henry H. Holmes

You disintegrate to smoke up in my lungs

Opp pack stacked, I'm smoking 'bouta ton

Get you all wacked, I'm rolling up 'ya mom

Street nigga always in a fucking band tee

Bitch I'm one man deep

Cause this banger handy

Kicking down doors, I'm in 'ya fucking pantry

Getting top from 'ya auntie

Bust them cheeks no sandy (Bitch)

Walk in the rain, rinse blood from my hands

Get in my way, I promise your end

Enemies decay to mark my intent

I am not ashamed, remorse has long left

I am not your kind, I'm built from different cloth

Weakness in design, this whole generation soft

Act like you're divine, rely on an absent god

There's something in the sky and it clearly don't give a fuck

The messenger relied on a sword that he would thrust

Everybody dies nothing can save you from what comes

I'm doing just fine when I decide to slice you up

Clutching on the nine with your life I play god

Life is a maze I'm Henry H. Holmes

You disintegrate to smoke up in my lungs

Opp pack stacked, I'm smoking 'bouta ton

Get you all wacked, I'm rolling up 'ya mom

Who else in these streets coming tactical (Tactical)

Who else up the beam laughing manical (Manical)

These seven six twos eat like Hannibal (Hannibal)

AK rip 'ya flesh off, like a cannibal