Текст песни $uicideboy$ - Stop Calling Us Horrorcore
Nine, nine on my side every time the wheels slide
Crucified with the mind of a parking lot God
Nine, nine on my side every time the wheels slide
Crucified with the mind of a parking lot God
Nine, nine on my side every time the wheels slide
Crucified with the mind of a parking lot God
Nine, nine on my side every time the wheels slide
Crucified with the mind of a parking lot God
Got it out the mud
Lungs start to flood
Middle finger to the judge
Fangs filled with suds
Crusing with Ruby down the block, cock that gun hammer
Young cracker, I'm a cancer, that keep getting badder
The God of Grey hanging' from the state, floatin' above the lake
Forbidden from heaven's gates, ain't my choice to make
Stuck with these devilish traits, bitch won't fuck I said it today
Take her back stage
Call Yung Plague
Told him to drag this bitch out of my face
Nine on my side every-
Bitch I don't give a fuck
Been the gold and been the dump
Fuck a bitch cause sin and lust control my brain
Her lips are stuck to the duct tape now she don't grin as much
Bitch I trim and pluck
Overly potent the weed that I'm choking
I'm hoping my lungs are coated
They thin and bust
Exhale blood spilling on the kitchen linen
Listen to the devil whisper "Kill her, and then claim she missing"
Bitch is insane
I'm chomping on her brain
Let her veins drain
Bloody double cup
I'll take another gulp
Nine on my side every time the wheels slide
Crucified with the mind of a parking lot God
Nine, nine on my side every time the wheels slide
Crucified with the mind of a parking lot God
Nine, nine on my side every time the wheels slide
Crucified with the mind of a parking lot God
Nine, nine on my side every time the wheels slide
Crucified with the mind of a parking lot God
