Fray

[Verse] (Crook)
The bat with the plan
The back of the hand
I never let em talk unless we talkin rubber bands
I can tell by your stance
You abandoned your land
Paint yourself a picture of a whole different man
Reprimand then advance
Imma show em how we dance
Lay they body cross the cold steel metal pan
Don't know why they talkin still they never had a chance
At the bottom of the hill is where I keep em in a trance
Ripping they flesh up off of they body
Give a fuck bout no one by me
Only here to change the mindset of these pussies who be crying
They be actin like they dying
Over some words I keep on sighin
Hoping I splurge into a homicidal vibe n show em violence
Open they minds to the knife toting vamp child of the night shit
Big ass blade hitting they throat its like a light switch
Death on the fray imma show all just what life is
Everyday when you living without a purpose

Losing
Losing
Losing my hope
Yeah they clueless
Or stupid
We are the end of the road
Losing
Losing
Losing my hope
Yeah they clueless
Or stupid
We are the end of the road

I see a hole
That has been ever alone
Covered in mud
Through the skin to the bones
Related to hate
Since the day they arose
Couple days in the lake brought they body afloat
Amazing to say they ain't hardly alone
They Surrounded by fate in the grey infernos
And the pain of mistakes be it all that they know
That thou hatred awaken all that they may show

Losing
Losing
Losing my hope
Yeah they clueless
Or stupid
We at the end of the road
Losing
Losing
Losing my hope
Yeah they clueless
Or stupid
We at the end of the road