LEAVING NO SCRAPS
Jmattson
GENRE
[JMattson]
Bitch im not leaving no scraps
Feeding my pack
Sinking my teeth in the track
Hold up you need to get back
Lethal attack
Sayin I need to relax
Hoe get the fuck out my face
Fuck up your day
Murder you up on the stage
You got some homage to pay
Yo shit is fake
No I could never relate
Energy depleted I feel weak but I'm still gon be okay
I hear voices speaking while I'm tryna sleep I'm going insane
Nobody knows what I'm turning into homie you got it false if you heard that we cool if your boy run his mouth imma murder him too I'm about try out my new surgical tools
Run up in the middle of ya safe house blade out bout to leave ya laid out brains out hey now imma run away now if you wanna feature better hit my fuckin PayPal
Carry me away won't you take me to my grave
I don't seem ok but I've always been this way
Every single day getting closer to my fate
Every single day see some more shit that I hate
[Witchouse40K]
Double H M Nephilim coinciding we body-ing gods and the next is Poseidon Jmattson the demon with witchouse beside him we rollin up blunts in the spaceship we flying, sabertooth lion, witch of the mist never dying, alla the legends are lyin, acid I’m crying tears on my chain purifying guiding the night like Orion crooked man walk in them knocking boots in the coffin a witch a noose and an option burn my body as a precaution cook concoctions and toxins caution your conscience exhausted silhouette shadows be talking soul robbin electroshockin
Pull up quick and I slit your wrist fuck a bitch then I call it quits shadow witch I come from the mist window tint on the whip like spit empty clip fulla souls I ripped stomach kick make you feel so sick and the poison hits and I go rage quit triple six engraved on my fist
Put a mother fucka in a cauldron, angel but I’m fallen, rollin up pollen yeah
Crawling our my coffin uncommon, goblin my wallet legs half rotten, fuck you butch keep my clothes I don’t want em, already got a new shawty like uh, all of your followers know you bought em, Tartarus morn made it from the bottom
Bitch im not leaving no scraps
Feeding my pack
Sinking my teeth in the track
Hold up you need to get back
Lethal attack
Sayin I need to relax
Hoe get the fuck out my face
Fuck up your day
Murder you up on the stage
You got some homage to pay
Yo shit is fake
No I could never relate
Energy depleted I feel weak but I'm still gon be okay
I hear voices speaking while I'm tryna sleep I'm going insane
Nobody knows what I'm turning into homie you got it false if you heard that we cool if your boy run his mouth imma murder him too I'm about try out my new surgical tools
Run up in the middle of ya safe house blade out bout to leave ya laid out brains out hey now imma run away now if you wanna feature better hit my fuckin PayPal
Carry me away won't you take me to my grave
I don't seem ok but I've always been this way
Every single day getting closer to my fate
Every single day see some more shit that I hate
[Witchouse40K]
Double H M Nephilim coinciding we body-ing gods and the next is Poseidon Jmattson the demon with witchouse beside him we rollin up blunts in the spaceship we flying, sabertooth lion, witch of the mist never dying, alla the legends are lyin, acid I’m crying tears on my chain purifying guiding the night like Orion crooked man walk in them knocking boots in the coffin a witch a noose and an option burn my body as a precaution cook concoctions and toxins caution your conscience exhausted silhouette shadows be talking soul robbin electroshockin
Pull up quick and I slit your wrist fuck a bitch then I call it quits shadow witch I come from the mist window tint on the whip like spit empty clip fulla souls I ripped stomach kick make you feel so sick and the poison hits and I go rage quit triple six engraved on my fist
Put a mother fucka in a cauldron, angel but I’m fallen, rollin up pollen yeah
Crawling our my coffin uncommon, goblin my wallet legs half rotten, fuck you butch keep my clothes I don’t want em, already got a new shawty like uh, all of your followers know you bought em, Tartarus morn made it from the bottom
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