Mort Vivant - :B: Lyrics

If you f*cking around, get found, with the big stick
Sleeping in the ground, ice around, like a tulip
Wanna go another round, with the bound up sick kid
Leave a pussy drowned looking like a dewlap
If you hold the crown, get found, with a mystic
Seeping flesh bound, to the bone, need kingship
From the underground, background kinda mystic
With a big dick pastless conquer bitches

Evil visions, bitch my ego vicious
Easel glisten, painting my failing missions
Emote hidden, which by vetos wishing
Emo conditions, bewitching normal decisions

I can't trust myself, there's someone in my head... that wants to kill me
So I stay ahead, confront the demons and weep... never feeling guilty
Motha f*ckas always trynna stab me in the back... not even death can kiss me
Keep my grass cut, smoke it when I see the snakes attack

If you f*cking around, get found, with the big stick
Sleeping in the ground, ice around, like a tulip
Wanna go another round, with the bound up sick kid
Leave a pussy drowned looking like a dewlap
If you hold the crown, get found, with a mystic
Seeping flesh bound, to the bone, need kingship
From the underground, background kinda mystic
With a big dick pastless conquer bitches
If you f*cking around, get found, with the big stick
Sleeping in the ground, ice around, like a tulip
Wanna go another round, with the bound up sick kid
Leave a pussy drowned looking like a dewlap
If you hold the crown, get found, with a mystic
Seeping flesh bound, to the bone, need kingship
From the underground, background kinda mystic
With a big dick pastless conquer bitches

Spot a bitch, like yup its dat kid
At your crib, but you don't know that yet
In your fridge, cause I know you ain't got that packed
Don't need a weapon cause I know you ain't got that packed
Shotta pig I was in the night shift
Gotta bitch and she gotta dick
Like Omar with a sad lil side bih
Hear me from afar, like oh shit it's that kid

Anxiety exciting me, killing boredom
Creepin up quietly, without warning
Silence you're piety, willing forfeit
When you're talking shit on me, what a misfortune
F*ckbois aint got shit on me, mockery
Yall reflections of society, Mimicry
Copy me and I Shoot up your soccer team
Look at me, eyes dead til I get the endorphins

Suplex break your neck, hit that slingblade
Your bitch on her back, screaming my name
You rappers say the same, like i'm to blame
It ain't my fault i'm doing my thing and you still lame

If you f*cking around, get found, with the big stick
Sleeping in the ground, ice around, like a tulip
Wanna go another round, with the bound up sick kid
Leave a pussy drowned looking like a dewlap
If you hold the crown, get found, with a mystic
Seeping flesh bound, to the bone, need kingship
From the underground, background kinda mystic
With a big dick pastless conquer bitches
If you f*cking around, get found, with the big stick
Sleeping in the ground, ice around, like a tulip
Wanna go another round, with the bound up sick kid
Leave a pussy drowned looking like a dewlap
If you hold the crown, get found, with a mystic
Seeping flesh bound, to the bone, need kingship
From the underground, background kinda mystic
With a big dick pastless conquer bitches