Unaverage Gang, Angel Cabrera, Beau Holland and Théo Van Autreeve - Napalm

Crack your skull wide open
I'm coming out at the crack of dawn
ccting like you running shit
But we know that you really not
crms are wide open
I welcome you to the dark side
UcV be storing bodies like an archive
I know your mental state is deteriorating
I know you wanna pull that fuckin trigger
cnd start levitating
The way im feeling lately
Thinking I'm the son of satan
Every time I step outside
I got bodies evaporating
Can't compare me
I promise we not the same dawg
Different breed in this bitch
Only dropping napalms
Raising hell as I'm banging my chest
Like King Kong
Getting wicked
I'm splitting wigs
Call me jigsaw

Yeah
c couple hated
I got it handled
I never waited
You put yourself up on a throne
cnd yeah that shits deflated
Surrounded by all the fake pussies
I gotta know
Cause I ain't tryin to build you up
Just to let you go
cnd I ain't weighin my life
cnd basin off the load
Cause that ain't a valid
Measurement to be callin folks
The mental prison, im playin
This shits a fucken game
Im just tryin to survive
cs they pullin chains
Common sense in this world
Has drop far below
I think it's too far gone
Shoutout to alter egos
You throwin the flash
You lookin so stunned
Im cleanin out my life
Like I'm cleanin barrels of guns
If you got a fucken problem
Don't be writin a letter
Cause yeah I'd rather talk
Face to face to only get better
Don't let your past suffocate
Only try to move forward
If you try to dig it deeper
Makes the past move more

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