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The Loom Rider
ABBATIA
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It's otay, it's otay, it's otay, otay?
Hop inside, enjoy the ride
He ain't even lost his mind?
Fuck em
When the sun don't rise
Bitch don't come outside
Black
Smother the horizon
Fold your hand
It's otay, it's otay, it's otay
Fold it
The pack getting harder to find
The pack got him picking apart
You'll lose in the dark
A corpse, I been diggin' in blind surprised
I made it this far
Missing parts
Off the chain
Falsified, a poor exchange
Allurin' substance
Smokin' strange
Constant state of blame
Out yo mind, hoe
Laugh, it's all black
Lemme spiral
Bleed it, till you hollow
Let, okay, bet
Let em die, hoe
Black, it's all black, okay, black
Fine
Come and test your mettle, say
Don't ride my demon
Anhedonic crash out
Brand new deep
Come and get yo
Black, black, black, black
Repop
Depop
We hot dead
Ha
Bleak, huh?
Piggy stash when I leave the house
Shit, I might go max it out
That little ass taste ain't hurt nobody
Free block, you worthless prolly
Bleed won't stop, imma die, fuck it
Word, promptly
Been too much time in the pit
Don't cut the rope
This bitch can't carry the load
Pop
Doe-legged, sin wet the soul
I just can't make my bones
Keep out
Leave me be
Rat pack
Need the cheese
Detach
Leave the meat
Repack
Need to breathe
Click a belt off, on a breakdown
Thumbs goin' down, crack in the safehouse
Livid off land
Hike of the damned
On the lam, finding peace in the breakdown
Crack it, don't jack it off
Six six, five on a demon core
Flip side-up, the peace through pikes on shores
'Verted to the hermit's clause
Crack it, go rack the bolt
Shot to the void, no cause
Rats in ya pipes
Scratchin' ya lace
Flush, or we chewin' them balls
Crackin'
Go rack the bolt
And on the back-end, don't jack it off
And for the blackhat, don't crack the code
You livin' backhand, searchin' for the mass control
For show
Hop inside, enjoy the ride
He ain't even lost his mind
Fuck em
When the sun don't rise
Bitch don't come outside
Black
Smother the horizon
We won't know the ride back
Guess we goin' blind
Hope you see the signs
Black, it's all black, it's on me (it's on me)
Crash, it's all tax, man, this shit OD
Blast it, we trashed it, on G (it's on G, it's on G, it's on G)
Black, it's all black, it's all
Black, black, black, black
Pop
Hot dead
Pop out early
Maybe that's my trick, bitch
Tell me, was it worth it?
What you mean?
Let em eat
Crack that seam, and a rat go free
Off the chain, only place I seen
Fuck you mean, imma digest heem
So hop in
Hop inside, enjoy the ride
He ain't even lost his mind
Fuck em
Hope the sun don't rise
Bitch don't come outside
Black, hol' up
(Till we hollow)
Yeah
It's otay, it's otay, it's otay
(Let em die, hoe)
Pop
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