OBSIDIAN Songtext
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OBSIDIAN Songtext
Chillin′ with my girl, we got the all black fits, huh
You don't know me but I bet ya wish ya did, huh
Got my throat slit by a witch for my lip, huh
Tatted on my wrist, now I ain′t worth shit, huh
If I died tomorrow, would ya post up all our pics? Mmm
Talk 'bout how you miss me but you never really did, mmm
If you gave a fuck, you'd check up on me, watch my six, mmm
Angry in the spirit, fifth dimension do the splits
Gripping on my throat as I drip, drip, drip
′Til I drop
In a mothafuckin′ grave
Layin' in a hole up in the earth
Be the way to the fame
Playin′ with the veins, I wonder which
I wanna take into the next lane
Contemplatin' gripping on my blade
Blood on my face, I′m tryna stay sane
Fuck out the way, I'm tryna maintain
I gotta face the fate the way that I stay ′cause
I'm takin' my mind astray I′m insane
All these rappers talk about the Xanax, mmm
I be stackin′ books up in my backpack, mmm
Say you wanna feature, where's the bag at? Hmm
Pussy mothafucka, where the cash at? Mmm
I am not built for the system, I′d rather not listen
I'd rather be given the wisdom
Of one thousand wizards a blizzard of visions of which
I am pickin′ the spells I can kill with
Chillin' with my girl, we got the all black fits, huh
You don′t know me but I bet ya wish ya did, huh
Got my throat slit by a witch for my lip, huh
Tatted on my wrist, now I ain't worth shit, huh
If I died tomorrow, would ya post up all our pics? Mmm
Talk 'bout how you miss me but you never really did, mmm
If you gave a fuck, you′d check up on me, watch my six, mmm
Angry in the spirit, fifth dimension do the splits
You don't know me but I bet ya wish ya did, huh
Got my throat slit by a witch for my lip, huh
Tatted on my wrist, now I ain′t worth shit, huh
If I died tomorrow, would ya post up all our pics? Mmm
Talk 'bout how you miss me but you never really did, mmm
If you gave a fuck, you'd check up on me, watch my six, mmm
Angry in the spirit, fifth dimension do the splits
Gripping on my throat as I drip, drip, drip
′Til I drop
In a mothafuckin′ grave
Layin' in a hole up in the earth
Be the way to the fame
Playin′ with the veins, I wonder which
I wanna take into the next lane
Contemplatin' gripping on my blade
Blood on my face, I′m tryna stay sane
Fuck out the way, I'm tryna maintain
I gotta face the fate the way that I stay ′cause
I'm takin' my mind astray I′m insane
All these rappers talk about the Xanax, mmm
I be stackin′ books up in my backpack, mmm
Say you wanna feature, where's the bag at? Hmm
Pussy mothafucka, where the cash at? Mmm
I am not built for the system, I′d rather not listen
I'd rather be given the wisdom
Of one thousand wizards a blizzard of visions of which
I am pickin′ the spells I can kill with
Chillin' with my girl, we got the all black fits, huh
You don′t know me but I bet ya wish ya did, huh
Got my throat slit by a witch for my lip, huh
Tatted on my wrist, now I ain't worth shit, huh
If I died tomorrow, would ya post up all our pics? Mmm
Talk 'bout how you miss me but you never really did, mmm
If you gave a fuck, you′d check up on me, watch my six, mmm
Angry in the spirit, fifth dimension do the splits
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