Boot - 8 Legged Freak Lyrics

Eight legged freak, I'm a killer
Blood on my face from the fight, but I'm still standing
And it's venom in the bite, but it get bands in
Eight eyes, my sight, half spider, half mantis
Eight legged freak, I'm a killer
Blood on my face from the fight, but I'm still standing
And it's venom in the bite, but I get bands in
Eight eyes, my sight, half spider, half mantis
Why you gotta act like a fool
Nothing in your brain just sit there and dribble
Lost up in your days cause you're chasing a hit
Lost up in your ways cause you're chasing a bitch
I know dudes like you, wasteful as f*ck
F*cking despise you, Bug from the rust
Those jealous eyes are gonna give you a headache
A clot in the back, like stamping on a blood bag
You don't know the demons that I know
I gave Beelzebub, the address to your home
Cause an infestation under your skin, should've thought about it
Now you're gonna struggle Yeah, now you're gonna struggle Yeah
I'm ripping up the complex
Eight legged freak, I'm a killer
Blood on my face from the fight, but I'm still standing
And it's venom in the bite, but I get bands in
Eight eyes, my sight, halfspider, halfmantis
Judging by the matter that you are
It amazes me that you even have capacity
Hollow headed, Empty pocket, no job
Wasted all on a few
Maybe couple blowjobs
Spitting blood on my tshirts from the grind
Put some gold on my teeth
Give me ice
You think you're gonna make it, uhhuh
Too many people like you basic, uhhuh
Let me put a Chelsea grin on your faces
Put a little smile on you wasters
I'm a product of my environment
Toxic
Took a lot of shit to be here, motherf*cker, off it, off it
I'm a product of my environment, toxic
Took a lot of shit to be here, motherf*cker, I fit, I fit
Motherf*cker, I fit, I fit
Took a lot of shit to be here, mmmmotherf*cker
I'm a product of my environment, toxic
Took a lot of shit to be here, motherf*cker, off it, off it
Motherf*cker, I fit
Took a lot of shit to be here, mmmmotherf*cker
Spitting blood on my t-shirts from the grind
Spitting blood on my tshirts from the grind
Spitting blood on my tshirts from the grind
Spitting blood on my tshirts from the grind
Eight legged freak, I'm a killer
Blood on my face from the fight, but I'm still standing
And it's venom in the bite, but I get bands in
Eight eyes, my sight, half spider, half mantis