BERSERK Prod. Devil Drug's E

L-L-L-Leon The fucking D, boy. Staring at spots in the ceiling, balls out of Your face. Blood in my head make your friends All feel like it's waste. Blood in their eyes, I got blood just waiting To waste. Set the fake eyes, they gonna set You blank. Open my door, it's sitting there's a Bloody witch. Driving the car to Toronto with a Drunk limp. Never let them to my house, But they come alone. Ghost is coming from below, Did it snow though? Ghost is wrong, I love this song though, see they fucking awful. Get stabbed in mouth dropping for someone, tell Nobody how y'all. They stab me right here, so I fuck it up and give a fuck. I'm busting rhymes and still I'm fucking to the Fucking world. Life's in the past, in your vision With that brain. I don't miss, hope I know it's a crystalline. Fucking voices in my sick head. I don't rest, it's crystalline. Life's in the past, in your vision with that Brain. I don't miss, hope I know it's a Crystalline. Fucking voices in sick head. I don't rest, hope I it's a crystalline. On the crisp winter bitch with the trash Greek. I'ma have the sharp stick going. Hit the ground with skin, bones will break. Took you into dancing, crack yourself. Freaks are ready for joining this show. I remind you that I will hurt you too. Burning grass, you will be crucified. I hate your faces, I fuck your population. I don't give a fuck about your culture