Brock Wilson & GetOutTheCold - Knife

I just bought a knife and I sharpened it twice
Imma end your life if you keep on switching sides
End in homicide cos I can see right through your lies
You look me in the eyes but keep on rolling your dice
Rolling up the dice
I'm tryna change my life
I ain't never gonna take your advice
Always see through your lies
Switchblade on my tights
I'm about to kill your lights
Trigger your fight or flight
Barking dog and I will bite
The moon shines bright on my AK-47
I'm just standing guard on the stairway to heaven
Thirty round clip and I'm spraying on these heathens
Please forgive me Lord, they won't enter in your garden
The only garden they'll reach is mine
Tired of saying that i'm gonna be fine
Get into my new personna
Put myself in a coma
So I can get past the trauma
Avoid anymore drama
Got thin white lines in a pattern, three stripes
I would lose my mind if this didn't bring light
With my homie get high and we finally feel right
Thin white lines make me forget my strife

Written by:
Guilaume St-Gelais, Simon Gravel

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