Lyrics

A terrifying scene for the locals tonight in Howell, Michigan (Cat soup) Breaking news tonight from Hallow Michigan Multiple reports of an unknown man committing various acts of violence Officials are urging all residents of the Livingston County area To stay in their homes I was 14, I was living in a trash port Past on my mind, Mac-11 on my back, boy Killed him out front, dragged his body to the back porch Bloody fingerprints on the sliding glass back door For the scrap, watch me turn into a jack boy Action 'fore I shoot, let me see if he can act, boy Try to jack the skeleton, I turn you into ash, boy Seven digit tours, let you- let you do the math, boy 35 acres, Yamaha Racing Live from the tomb, the undergrounds Undertaker Every flow sacred, the 5-1-7's greatest Lungs pitch black, how the fuck could I be racist? Look into the night sky, baby I know This ain't what you wanted, is it? Lookin at the telephone like I don't know the number But's it's your and I do Look at the timeline of everything and tell me that I'm trippin' I get chance after chance, no more, my mind is different Shfiting every single which way, you went the quick way I took the harder one to stomach, eight years I had to wait Me and El against the world, at the time that's how I felt Threw my ice up in the sky, started raining 'cause it melt Now the belt up on my waist bring a tear to my face We really fuckin' did everything we ever said that we would We really fuckin' did everything we ever said that we would (Cadaver)
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