Brock Wilson & GetOutTheCold - Cemetery

Cemetary be my home
I like it cause im not alone
Feel the spirits embracing my soul
Possess me and take me whole
Need more of that sweet sweet
Transaction with no receipt
Take my legs and walk the street
I'm walking pile of dead meat
Fist clenched hard as fuck
Sniffed a whole damn truck
If I hit you better duck
If I dont miss, you outta luck
I'm not tryna say that i'm hard
I'm only tryna play my cards
My mind is like graveyard
Full of dead dreams, got me scarred
Windows down
Headed out of town
Gotta act before I drown
Gotta act to take this crown
Make my cash
Make some more ash
See my life flash
I'm still the same trash
Dark arts, Kano
Black hearts, Halo
Practice, free throw
Flagship, we know
Plastic kilos
Magic payloads
Stacking pesos
Rich as Bezos
I waste no time on the compliments
The way that I drip is incontinence
First song was played, every continent
Now I'm just trapped in these consonants
Don't know which way to go, it's an embarassment
I love experiments but they say I'm arrogant
I'm making therapists leave their apprenticeship
I might spend five hundred just for the hell of it
King of the jungle, I lay on my canopy
Thing is you struggle, you hate what you cannot be
Stay on my hustle and protect my recipe
You may have the muscle but aint got the brain of me
This is depravity, no time for vanity
Laws don't apply to me, not even gravity
I will live on in your brain, a reality
I will live on in your veins, a fatality

Written by:
Guilaume St-Gelais, Simon Gravel

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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