I Love My Cleaver

Back at it bodies up in the attic
Face split open from my fuckin hatchet
Cameras on me yeah my life is cinematic
Sick of this rap shit I fuckin had it
The only girl I got is my fucking cleaver
On my on my body so she know I’ll never leave her
Burn that bitches body in a steamer
Chopping up that bitch just to fucking eat her
Wring her neck and
Leave her sounding like a clicker
Ya my cleaver cut her body up quicker
Tape her body to the walls like a sticker
Her boyfriend lacking now his body in thе river
8th to the face iron on my waist
Bullеts through your cranium is how you are gonna pay
8th to the face iron on my waist
Bullets through your cranium is how you are gonna pay

I could never face my fears again
I never had try to pretend
Just let me be don’t try to take
I lost myself can’t make a breathe

One shot
One opportunity to make sure that you're fucking dead shit
I'm on my death shit
Don’t want no attention
But I'm seeing your bitch
She up in my mentions
You wanna make tension
Ill kill u instead bitch
I'd rather get fucked up to shit
My life be crazy n I know the feds are watching it
Took 4 Adderall waiting for it to fucking hit
Why the fuck these npcs all up on me talking shit
Got a spaz underneath my hoodie
Its fucking funny imma make it bloody
Fucking dummy
Put a fucking bullet in his tummy
Cuz he kind of bugged me
Get off my dick you know I'm making money (making money)
Got a spaz underneath my hoodie
Its fucking funny imma make it bloody
Fucking dummy
Put a fucking bullet in his tummy
Cuz he kind of bugged me
Get off my dick you know I'm making money buddy

I got 1, 2, 3
Choppers on me like I got the pack
And I’m the one who’s pushing p
I push it back like what you fuckin need?
Imma count to 3 and imma put a bullet in between his eyes
Why are you alive? The voices ask me all the time
They tell me that I’m fine but bitch I might lose my fuckin mind
Glass
I’m smoking out some glass
On some fuckin gas that you know I could never pass
I walk out of the cut and it was raining dogs and cats
I be chillin in the sewers I be chillin with the rats
Facts
Back up
You pussies asking to be smacked up
Imma run up and attack yuh
You didn’t know I keep the mac tucked yuh
I’m smoking on a cart
Seeing hella stars
Ima run up on you put yo ass on fuckin mars

I've just been pulling up and dumping bodies in the fucking river
All my flows bitch stab you like a motherfucking dagger
All my vodka been raping up my liver
Imma pull up with my shotty
And I pull the fuckin trigger nigga
Yeah welcome up to Norrland bitch
We mix the hembränt with the Carlsberg, then we pull up with the glick
I just pull up with a hatchet I don’t give a shit
You just mad cause your bitch is on my fucking dick
Yeah I’m an alcoholic but I’m 16
I don’t give a fuck so I’m pulling up with my m16
And spray down all these poser niggas
You ain’t ISIS bitch you just takin pictures
And let me straight a record straight your music ain’t great it makes my ears wanna fuckin disintegrate
Yeah it’s simple huh it’s really that fuckin simple
Simp ass nigga

This hoe really talking shit ima slide up on your block
Double pistol whip your bitch
If you really pulling straps oh you better shoot that bitch
He kept talking out his neck found himself in a ditch

I ain't really here to play no games
Walk around everything's the same
I can't really see my own face
I just really think your a disgrace

I want you to find me
I want you to find me
I just want your love to find me
I just want your love to find me
I just want you to find me
I want-
I want you to find me

I could never face my fears again
I never had try to pretend
Just let me be don’t try to take
I lost myself can’t make a breathe