HEATHENS

[Intro: Short Cruz and Kid Cole]
*Coughing*
Fuck
Yuh, Aye
Fuck life

[Verse 1: Short Cruz]
Look outside your house it's fuckin' madness (yuh)
Everybody’s fuckin' raising havoc (yuh)
You have nowhere to hide so you go in your attic (yuh)
They find you and kill you now that’s fuckin' tragic (yuh)
I’m fuckin' done with all you fuckin' faggots
Now look at you and check your fuckin' status
Now look at me and check my fuckin' habits (yuh)
Your girl look at me and it’s like a fucking magnet (aye)
I’ve been done with all this believing in God
People who believe are really just odd
This boy really pulled up with his full squad
You might as well kill me and impale me with a rod (yuh)
You might as well kill me ‘cause I cannot be stopped (yuh)
The key to happiness will not be unlocked
Talkin' all that shit might as well get you dropped
Talkin' all the shit might as well get you popped (yuh)
Slit your fuckin' throat in front of your mom
Your life is really just inside of my palm
Hide your body all the way in Vietnam
There’s really no way to keep me calm (yuh)
Fuck god and fuck believing in hope (yuh)
You might as well just be smokin' this dope (yuh)
You might as well hang yourself with a rope (yuh)
Do you believe god? bitch I say nope

[Interlude: Kid Cole]
Yuh
[?]
Aye, aye

[Verse 2: Kid Cole]
Slit wrists vagabond my shed
Heathen head hung on my bed
Fuck bitch [?] broke heart and [?]
Kill the fuckin' [?] back in the shed
Shoot a fuckin' [?] sleep in the bed
Stabbin' these maggots 'til [?]
Obliterate enemies bitch is you fucked
[?] you hoes ain't test
Flintstones got rock hard breast
Straight knives in that boy chest
[?]
[?]
I'm done 'cause I fucked my life
That boy got [?]
Bitch mane he [?]
Kill hoes [?]

[Outro: Kid Cole]
[?]
Yuh, aye
Aye, aye
Aye [?]
Fuck Rxin
Aye pussy ass bitches talkin' bout adderall and shit
Aye, huh, yuh me and Cruz in this bitch you know what I'm sayin'