Guess I'm pretty
Hard to kill
Scarred up villan
Still kicking up dust
Up for the drugs
Gutter punk
F*cking pussy
Just for fun
Neva love a bitch
Left her back
I'm on the run
From my devil's
Vagabond
Baddest jagger
Under sun
Come and cross me
We can rumble
Try me son
Know you'd rather revel
Building castles outta rubble
Form from nothing
Magic done
I'll embezzle
To impress a rebble
Tragic ones
Through bass and treble
Bastard sons
Through bass and treble
I'll be passing
I'll be passing back the blunt
Crush the bud
Imma roll another one
Came to conquer
Making waves
Getting stronger
Every day
Speak my shit before my grave
Another body gone away
Another body gone away
I'll be alive as long
As some are f*cking done
Propping up a dying system
For the scum
That's turning sages into slaves
F*cking done
Got me wasted on the dollar
Never drunk
But still hung over
Waking up
Shake me up
Putting down the blade and cup
Up and down
Sun and moon
It's two to one
I'll beat the dual
When the game is f*cking won
I've come to love my shade as one
That's risen from the grave
Ain't seen the light of day
Been folded in my stomach babe
It's Been folded in my stomach babe
New friends been coming out to play
No time to waste
Got shit to make
We heaven sent
No f*cking way
I'm paying hell
I'll jump the gate
No time to waste
Got shit to make
We heaven sent
No f*cking way
I'm paying hell
I'll jump the gate
Goddamn