Desolate
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I just came back, from the motherfucking black
With the sack, filled with rack
Watch my motherfucking Mac
It's a fact that I'm choosing you, what the fuck you gonna do?
It's your motherfucking cue, time to go now that you're due
Can you feel the fucking pain?
Seeping through your fucking brain
You think that I ain't deranged?
Feel the blood rush through my face
Hit my motherfucking phone, if you wanna fucking go
I will kill you fucking slow, but you died so long ago
See my razor blade, cuttin' through your fuckin' brain
You're afraid, that you're gonna die
Bouta' close your fuckin' eyes
Bet you wished you fucking prayed
Now you bouta' catch a fade
Laying in the dark shade
Decayed body with the stain
It's so quiet where I am
'Bout to make a master plan
Can you see the diagram?
Where I'm 'bout to kill the man
Killin' on a fuckin' spree
Gonna fucking guarantee
I'm a fuckin' killer b
You's a fuckin' wannabe
Cut with your razor blade
Slit with your razor blade
Erase with your razor blade
Can you feel the fuckin' pain?
Cut with your razor blade
Slit with your razor blade
Erase with your razor blade
You will never be the same
Cut with your razor blade
Slit with your razor blade
Erase with your razor blade
Can you feel the fuckin' pain?
Cut with your razor blade
Slit with your razor blade
Erase with your razor blade
You will never be the same