THEARTHOUSEKILLER

Backwood blunts in the am
Dead men inside the ditch do not go try to save them
I cannot stand these stupid niggas oh I hate them
So I let the blade from my back separate them
Bloody red gem that I found
Beneath the catacombs
Don't come up to me with petty beef I said leave that alone
One hit from my left first and I shatter bones
All my niggas real and talk crew
Is some shadow clones
There's some people I learned
That are not good for the trusting
All this nazi hating ass shit is disgusting
I done seen bitches with they man
Start lusting
I cannot entertain facades
I give her nothing
Castle magic in the moonlight keep me safe now
I can put a fat backwood to my face now
Time has passed and I'm smoking more than an eighth now
I'm a beast and if I don't smoke I will stay wild
Frozen tears. Fallen down my cheek
I can't even speak
Everything that you niggas fear I just see as week
That the truth and the only truth that matters to me
So I'm smoking 3 just with me as I dream of peace