Final Words

[Intro]
Til I mark my final words
Love is my engine, haters are my fuel
Peace out!

[Verse 1]
Jiggling jealousy jeopardising love & trust!
Bashing & Beefing, these bitches lowkey bite the dust
Sipping on earl grey, not spilling the tea
You’re counting Benjamins at the same time we count G’s
Greedy ass gobshites selling soil and grabbing gold
Snitching the secrets, these snakes are separating souls
Divide and Conquer is what the politicians say
Simple and stupid empty heads don’t know the prices that they pay
Is there another way? Diss arrogant pricks!
Put them in their place, knees red and lips sucking my dick!
Shyness is sexy, humble is hot
Bow to the Big Man or it be painful in the plot
Wanker I’m watching, I terminate you with my tool
Love is my engine and my haters are my fuel
A 1001 cowards have betrayed me and it hurt
But I’ll ride ‘til the day that I mark my Final Words, little lad!

[Hook 1]
Snitches
Mark my Final Words!
You are a wack wanker and you are a piece of shit

[Verse 2]
Snitches get stitches. You spill the tea, I steal the skin!
People get paranoid, protect me with a PIN
96 digits forget the safety and the trust
Cause these stories are spilt tea stains or dreary dust
If you happen to meet me again, give me a bucket!
Vomiting green, acid-bitter taste cause fuck it!
Seeing you falling down a cliff in attempt to take me down
Get denied by every lass in every town!
Tried to take away my crown, it became a Fix You line
Faking is failing, you falling, I’m still feeling fine
Entered the puberty 24 hours ago
And you’re wanking cause you’re friendzoned by that hoochie hailing hoe
Call the five-o when I thrash you 5-0
Garlic in your gob when is your backbone gonna grow
You’re a shell of yourself and the backstab still hurts
But demolish pussycocks ‘til I mark my Final Words, little lad!

[Hook 2]
I’m not done
You though you could defeat me?
Mark my Final Words!
This is war lad, this is war!
You are a wack wanker and you are a piece of shit

[Verse 3]
Jiggling Jealousy jeopardising love & trust
Bashing and Beefing, these bitches lowkey bite the dust
It’s No Nut November wanker still beating meat
And I know a cold hearted bitch who thinks he’s got that heat
Nobody wants to live from my own point of view
Alex and Benji are cowards, we all know it’s true!
Fakers think they’re real in A Head Full Of Dreams, they’re living memes
Acting gangsta ‘til they end up sniffing glue
Yes I’m talking to you! Retarded racist sell your soul
Telling my tales, you terrorising mouth of mold
Next time I won’t let you take my dick out of your mouth!
North Side ‘til we die! Better rush to the south
You break a heart, I would rather break a rule
Love is my engine and my haters are my fuel!
Betrayed so many times, I am used to get hurt
But I ride ‘til the night that I mark my Final Words, little lad!

[Outro]
You’re so small I can’t see you below there
Cowards die a 1000 deaths
Where are you? Where are you?
Mark my Final Words!
You are a wack wanker and you are a piece of shit
What if I live today, what if I Die 2Nite?
Can I answer that question?
That’s how we do it on this North Side, lad
Go back to were you belong, down below. I can’t see you there below, yeah
I’ll never see you again, never want to see you again
Give me a bucket, I think I drank too much last night
Final Shots, Final Words, Bye!