Wendigo child - NO RST 4 THA WCKD

No rest for the wicked
No rest for the wicked
No rest for the wicked
No rest for the wicked
No rest for the wicked
No rest for the wicked

I hang with them sticks
im a florida hick
I was born to hit
I was born a witch
Wendigo was born like this
Porcelain doll with a haunted stick
Cob webs all up on my wrist
Teach that boy how to ball like this
Wednesday in my make up kit
Hold up let me talk my shit
12 tryna get me for counterfeit
Make it right back I ain't make no fit

Yeah sound like I came from hell
Yeah demon my clientele
Yeah I hang on the rail
Yeah fresh from silent hill
Yeah ready for my show and tell ?
Der Lain need no bail
Yeah Der Lain wish me well
Yeah I'm knowing I'll never fail

Huh?
Huh?
Huh?
Huh?

Witches in the air
I'm the son of only blair
I put potions in my hair
Angel screaming hell yea
And they wonder do I care?
Leave them bodies right there
Welcome to my evil fair
If you see me then that's rare
Me and you is not a pair
If you was I'd disappear
If you say just who you are
Then you'd be right here
Me and you just don't compare
Bitch I'm flyer than the air

I'm a grunge rock boy with this nine in my jeans
Please don't tell me if I'm fine I cannot feel a thing

I cannot feel a thing
I cannot feel a thing

No rest for the wicked
No rest for the wicked
No rest for the wicked
No rest for the wicked
No rest for the wicked
No rest for the wicked

WITCH
WITCH
WITCH
WITCH
WITCH
WITCH
WITCH
WITCH
WITCH
WITCH
WITCH
WITCH
WITCH
WITCH

Written by:
Maurvell Cleaves

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