HippieInAllBlack - Blood Moon

Bitch am I dead yet nah, is the moon red nah but I wish its true
Outside finna end it yea, with the lead bitch yea you'd want me to
You're fine with this life nah, I'm nice with knife yea, little bitch I'm that dude
I'm fine with the bloody moon who knew its you that I chop into

Right
I'm nice with the blade
Like
I'm nice with the strap
Try
Me off with your brain I watch the decay you fucked with the last guy
Could've picked another dude
But it's me that's killin' you
I tried to warn these pussies don't fuck with the bloody moon

Who you
Did you learn nothin'? Lemme teach a lil' sum like school
You betta run from hippie you ain't bulletproof fool
Askin' all these fucking questions like, " doot doo do do"
You are not Naurdwar
Come on hop in my car
Going to the hippie's seminar we finna learn some bars
You never wanna meet up with me in the fuckin' dark
Got the laser in my hand like Tony goddamn Stark

I whip it then I park it
Hippie in the fuckin' dark bitch
I write all this dark shit thinkin' about my target
Give a fuck what a narc said
I'm selling like a market
All these drugs a bargain
Don't give a fuck what he say
Give a fuck 'bout the he say/she say be safe
When I pull up in the stingray, pull off with a body it's a hobby when I kill 'em off da molly

Fold a fucka like it's origami
Do you copy G, don't copy me I pull up and start choppin'
Severing like 'Dahmy obviously my mind rotten, I been planning your lobotomy to take place in a lobby
Fall into my temple i'm the devil this my level yellow in my eyes my liver failing but i'm feeling jolly
Mock me and i'm finna go murder people, several
Raising heart rates so i'm pullin' out the stethoscope

Knocking on your front door pulling out the red dot
Headshot baby bedrock where you finna go
I'm picturing the perfect fucking way to go
Dead locked on suicide but who am I you'll never know
Never know what I am doin'
Never know who I am choosin'
Pro-choice baby I am choosin' murder and i'm fluent
Wanna die then fucking do it, say your goth but never prove it, wanna see you slit your wrist, you're pussy guess you ain't shit

Basic ass bitch i'll wear you as a bracelet
Stay lit, the fire wired in my fuckin' face bitch
I don't wanna talk about it but I guess i'll face it
Lacin all these woods with the goods erasin'
all of humanity
Talkin like Hannity
Got your head on vanity it's calamity
And it be damning me, hand me your life it's alright my knife is so so sharp end your life

Written by:
Jakob Janney

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