Murdok Kaine - 1. 6 days of death on $unday I remain asleep
I'm not a suicdeboy but i wanna die boyGun in my mouth blow my brains out boy
My tongue got a drought cottonmouth from the loud
Roll another swisher get me to a higher cloud
Pull up in em bicycles i don't know how to ride
Archangel Michael jr creeping with the knife
And some pliers catch a liar put em on a spike
Like im spike im vicious you can see it in my eyes
Never listen i dont give a fuck
Got my swisher lit and ya bitch in the back of my trunk
I done slit her wrist she scream triple six
No im not satanic do not panic
Im just psychopathic
Volcanic split his top off
So tragic caught in traffic
Call up Lucifer and throw em in a vault
Bitch im back(Huh)
Never left
Maniac all black trench coat
gun chrome
Bitch we stack (Up)
All our money just to burn it
Its a burden to determine my success
With green persons
You cheat on her 12 times as if she deserve it
Look up in the mirror and tell me what kinda person are you
For a hickey and some shitty shoes
Murdok Kaine is a demon yes that much is true
But i wont give up my dignity over some thots
I'll slit my wrist but im loyal to my chick and you not
Written by:
Sebastian Cuicas
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