Sarcophagus (Explicit)

Run your mouth B***h run your mouth

Welcome to the devil's place

Burning in eternal flames is where your body finna lay

Baker with the double glock is finna break your f**king face

Triple six is what we're chanting while we're tearin up the place

Run yo mouth B***h run yo mouth

What the f**k you talkin bout

If you talkin all that s**t then let me see what you about

G*59in that motherf**king place

uicideboy and rvmirxz takin over this B***h mane

If a buster run his mouth an then I'm aiming at his chest

Resurrected from the dead

Noob sibot

Hit him with a fatal shot

Rip his heart and rip it out

Look into the f**kin gutless see the f**kin black abyss

Stare into the f**kin shadows and begin to w*****p the six

Talking to my demons inside of my f**kin head

Looking for the f**kin bloodshead

Murder's what they said

They recognize the grey is twisted up with the six

Keeping the s**t too thick the scarecrow without a stitch

Got to lay it down to drop a buster or sucker

Hail satan mother f**kers

Keep the meaning undercover

Snatch a purse from your mother

Put a bullet in your brother

Ain't another mother f**ker that makes you suffer like I suffer ho

59ways to murder all in one day

The uicide craze will have you going insane

Stillness broken by reply

And still they be wondering why I'm constantly getting high

And trying to just end my life

With a swipe of a rusty blade with lick engraved

Tombstone without a name I'm just another slave

Motherf**kers want to talk s**t

Bark all you want b***h

I know you see the shark fins creeping in the darkness

Now you nothing but an armless carcass

Bugs start to harvest

This was your fate regardless

Targets think I'm harmless but they end up on my carpet

Threads turning scarlet and so begins the carnage

Find them in the garbage

Carving in my name I gotta say it's f**king tarnished

Pull up with the motherf**king roof gone

Been too long

Wrote a blues song like toussaint after lucifer bought my soul

Blood spilling out my head like it was dom perignon

Long money in my palm

Calm as the f**king storm before the crack of f**king dawn ho