Belly of the Beast

Blowin' up my phone, you know I never pick up

Blowin' up my phone, you know I never pick up

I'm on my own, I'm smokin' dope, I got some liquor in my cup

Can't break my heart, it's made of chrome, I'm just too in my zone

I tried to warn her ass before, but she ain't leave me alone

I'm in a C63 goin' 125

Then I open my eyes, I can't believe I'm alive still

Know you saved my life, but we both gonna die still

Don't see where I'm goin' 'cause I'm rollin' on five pills

Take a walk through the belly of the beast

Hit the devil and tell his ass he was talkin' with me

I keep a pistol in my bed sittin' right on the sheets

I'm on a level that's somewhere that you ain't never gon' be

Talk to me, gotta watch your tone, bitch

I could cut you off quicker than a fuckin' lane switch

I could put you on, but you gotta know the basics

I could get you knocked for the price of my bracelet

Show me a sign if you hear me

I was really on, now I've grown so weary

I could see your face, but I'm starin' at the ceilin'

I could feel your touch, but you ain't even near me

I could see better when the light's turned off

I could do better so I wrote this song for you

Black and white leather and I'm smashin' on the pedal

Back to back Benzes, now I'm movin' presidential

Ice on my neck, should have a price on my head

I been up a couple days, I'll go to sleep when I'm dead

I got a lot up on my mind, "Why I had so much?", I said

I got a lot up in this cup, you take one sip and you're dead

Take a walk through the belly of the beast

Hit the devil and tell his ass he was talkin' with me

I keep a pistol in my bed sittin' right on the sheets

I'm on a level that's somewhere that you ain't never gon' be

Talk to me, gotta watch your tone, bitch

I could cut you offer quicker than a fuckin' lane switch

I could put you on, but you gotta know the basics

I could get you knocked for the price of my bracelet