Dead Breed - Bleach Lyrics

I just bleached my hair
Woke the demon thats within me
Like im liftin up a semi
Its trippy now do you get me?
Its
Dead Breed
Dodge a dip quickly
These bars too dope
My lines are what killed Witney
Yes im insensitive
F*ck you and estimates
Hands to hairlines
You wavin to the regiment
U speaking to the Sereagent
Got patches on my cardigan
Scratches on my arm again
From moshing in the dark again
You might be in some photos
But I bet you outta focus
Bitch I'm like a gas leak
I blow up without notice
Dopest if you quote this
I want credit wheres my bonus
Independent, never slow up
Better ketchup, i just wrote this
Dug they own grave to sip lean burn grams
I see they all lame
They switch scenes with 30 hands
Stampede the stage
In ripped jeans and dirty Vans
Brother think im trippin
I guess i am
Goddamn

Dead breed, moved out gotta a new couch
Keep a upper cut for the lames mouth we punch out
Pour another cup, that I down, during the round about
Blunt in my mouth ow yuh
Fire as the raps I'm spitting out
Got a trap house so guess I trap now
But life feel like a game, so imm finna black out
And I'm not here to play, green dreams when I cash out
Last one to fake, and the last to take hand outs
Rappers need to get better they're verses ain't giving pressure
Metaphors not clever don't feel the weather
Uh
Selling food for thought like it's running concession
My AnXiety as high as me this music cure depression
So now you wondering why I was always skipping lessons
Society sobriety? So Why is it a question
Repping vvisions so I'm seeing through the guessing
This Life is for the living, so bet I control the ending