Everything That Haunts Me

[Verse 1]
You can hear the attic creek when I walk in
You can hear the birds die when I'm in my bed
Mama used to sing me songs as a little kid
Grew a little bit
Dad left
What the fuck I did?
While they say my name
On these songs, I'm dying
Hair long as fuck
And my whole body leaning
While they say my name
On these songs, I'm flying
Limbs just breaking
My limbs on a broom stick
Blame young beam cause your songs ain't moving
Blame young Beamon creep up and I murk shit
Blame young beam when you sleep up in the earth with
Snails and fishes you sinking in the earth with
Head bang with the bass on
Dead with my face gone
Never been a Trey Songz
Eat till my trey gone
Skinny young Beamon
Flow never make flaws
Ran out of food
Guess it's better if i ate y'all

[Hook]
Everything that haunts me
It haunts me
It haunts me
Take me away

[Verse 2]
Midwest killer find my body with the leaves
Young Beamon finally I'm somebody eatin'
Creepin' through the night
Frost got my body freezing
And it got my nightmares closer
I been leaning on the streetlight frozen
Skinny limbs swing leave a body broken
I been bleeding on the streetlight beastin'
No these motherfucking rappers can't be this

Midwest legend when i'm swinging these skinny limbs
How do I feel?, it's like fuck having any friends
Got no light shining where my room at
Show the world quick where the tomb at

[Bridge 1]
You say you got some bricks, I ain't seein' that
You say you got some whips, but you don't be in that
Say you taking all these chicks, you could keep that
Boy i hit record and bring grief back

[Bridge Cont.]
Boy I hit record and bring grief back
I'm bringing out this pain
That anger in my voice
It lets them know we ain't the same
It's that Mid-West monster
Teeth getting sharper
I take you to that creek
Where that water's getting darker
Darker

[Bridge 2]
Blood up on the floor
A witch when I creep
Plus i'm in my room
I'm dead when I sleep
Tell a demon
Freddy Kruger my dreams

[Verse 3]
You depressed so you dying with no friends
Throw that knife into my brain
And see what haunts this
It's late at night and
You can feel my body walk in
You go and check the back door
My hair dragging
You could see it's on the floor
As my limbs bend
They bout as slim as
Cob webs on my mic stand

[Hook/Bridge]
You could see it's on the floor
As my limbs bend
Bout as slim as
Cob webs on my mic stand
You could see it's on the floor
As my limbs bend
Bout as slim as
Cob webs on my mic stand
Aye
Cob webs on my mic stand
And I keep a couple veins breaking in my right hand

Cob webs on my mic stand
And I keep a couple veins breaking in my right hand

In my right hand

[Verse 4]
You depressed so you cry in here with no friends
You can hear the attic creek when it walks in
When I come in here with water on my pale face
Then you'll understand that the Beamon finally lost it

They could do it for the fame
Me, I just been growing
Flow like fluid in my veins
Come and shatter my brains
You could see what I would say
Probably think that you ain't shit
Probably feel like you a bitch

Probably think that you a god
But you really don't exist
Boy i take you down to hell
Just to leave you in the pits