Uh
Catch me in the night you might just catch a gleam
I lead a good life but by friday night I'm shacking up
All you do is lie when you rhyme, you can't back it up
I'm looking through my bag: God knows what i'm packing!
Knife got sharper, beat got harder
All I think about is violence and it's bleeding through my seems
Close my eyes, realise that there's blood in all my dreams
Took a good christian girl and I turned her to a fiend
Knife got sharper, beat got harder
They'll say Harrisplus; you're so mean
Shut the f*ck up! You're for the team
You're worth nothing your not even clean
Not about my ex, I'm sure you're still a queen
It's about all these others that hurt me
Knife is getting sharper and cutting kinda deep
I like your pearly whites, I'm cutting out your teeth
I saw Harris in the kitchen sharpening a knife
But my blade is kinda rusty I'll let tetanus take your life
Damn