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[Intro: Ronnie Mcnutt]
Mhm yeah you wanna talk to me now?
Oh that’s how you’re gonna be?
Hey guys I guess that’s it (Brian you must be a money maker)
*Bang*

[Verse 1]
Pop up a pill and escape from vitality
Tear out your bones like a mortal fatality
Rip out your fears face the morbid duality
Rip up your morals show morbid reality
You only worth what you make you’re a salary
Rob you at point blank now you’re worth nothing
Harvest your organs and then I’m worth something
Who am I kidding? I’m only drug dumping

[verse 2]
Keep satan strapped on my wrist
Tells me to hit up every nigga when I’m pissed
Not claiming sets no not throwing crip
I just wanna rid your ass of this world that’s it
So any nigga that’s ever rode my dick
So to any nigga that’s ever called me a spic
To any nigga that’s ever thrown some shade
I’m throwing my blade when I’m coming your way

[Verse 3]
Your soul resides under your tight skin
I’ll remove your eyelids I’m enlightened
I got your blood all on my nice hands
So a nigga not covenant
I do not fuck with no government

[Verse 4]
Tip toe knock knock I’m coming in
One two, Pop pop all of your friends are dead
Left right, up down kick in your fucking head
MUED how you feel about your life?
I’m loving it
Living dead never gave a fuck so I blow off my fucking head
Life means nothing and neither do you
So you could end it if you so choose
I encourage it too so I’m lighting your fuse
Until your brains have blown out when you meet death
Tell him “it’s time for a blow out”
Morbid reality is we’ll all die soon
Morbid reality is you’ll die too

[Outro]
I guess that’s it *bang*

I couldn’t give a fuck
I’ll slash your wrist
I couldn’t give a fuck
I’ll bash your kids
I couldn’t give a fuck
Puppy dogs ima make ‘em sit
I couldn’t give a fuck
I’m throwing up
I couldn’t give a fuck
They’re throwing up
I couldn’t give a fuck
I couldn’t give a fuck
I couldn’t give a fuck
I couldn’t give a fuck
I couldn’t give a fuck