Omen – $uicideboy$

Late last night lying in the bed, eyes red
Thinkin’ should I get these hoes
Thinkin’ should I cut they’ head
Late last night lying in the bed, eyes red
Thinkin’ should I get these hoes
Thinkin’ should I cut they’ head
Late last night lying in the bed, eyes red
Thinkin’ should I get these hoes
Thinkin’ should I cut they’ head
Late last night lying in the bed, eyes red
Thinkin’ should I get these hoes
Thinkin’ should I cut they’ head

Bitch I be the Whore of Babylon
Tag along
I got more Adderall
Chill out
Bitch I be the poor vagabond
Spray paint a pentagram on the Pentagon
I’m a gone pecan
Smokin’ blunts like I’m fuc*** up the Amazon
Spellin’ Grey with a motherfuckin’ Epsilon
I can’t explain the phenomenon
Runnin’ from the cops like a marathon
Cut em’ to the palm
Sing a sad song to your bitch, now she sendin’ me Emoticons
F*** her throat on the intercom
In my locker, there’s a bomb
Hit the lick at prom
Kill a thousand people then I yawn
Crack of dawn
Smoke a sack
Staying calm
Rap game Genghis Khan
Ah’ f***
Popped 8 pills, now I’m octagon

Late last night lying in the bed, eyes red
Thinkin’ should I get these hoes
Thinkin’ should I cut they’ head
Late last night lying in the bed, eyes red
Thinkin’ should I get these hoes
Thinkin’ should I cut they’ head

SixFo in a ’64 with the Tommy Gun
Kicked up with a .44, don’t know where this from
Sweet lick on a sweet bitch, she used to suck my dick
Told me keep it secret, can’t make this pub-a-lic
Xans son, I got Xan son, keep yo’ Fanta
The 4’s weak, f*** that codeine, I need that tan son
Doped up, til’ I O.D, ey’ f*** the police
Purple-Yellow mix like a fuc*** Kobe jersey

Late last night lying in the bed, eyes red
Thinkin’ should I get these hoes
Thinkin’ should I cut they’ head
Late last night lying in the bed, eyes red
Thinkin’ should I get these hoes
Thinkin’ should I cut they’ head

Creepin’ through the motherfuckin’ darkness
Cold blooded mothafucka’, leave a ni*** heartless
Regardless, I’m takin’ his conscious
Don’t f*** around and leave a ni*** just like a carcass
Huntin’ them busters
Takin’ them down to the dungeon
Don’t make a sound, the devil’s comin’ ‘round the corner
Settin’ up for them souls that all hell-bound
Look into my eyes and tell me what you see
And see that a killer is on a killing spree
Dressed in all black and I’m takin’ his life
Live by the sword and you die by the knife–try it
Don’t hesitate to take a ni*** life real quick
Cuz’ if you do
This ni*** is gonna try to take yours
Bitch