Crank
Crank
This ain’t what you thank
Spike a little in my drank
And now im feelin like a tank
Tweakin geekin i can’t thank
Buggin while i swing a pistol
And im looking for my break
Yelling out this is my mission
Ain’t no b#tch up in my blood
Grew up swimming with the gangs
Twisting like a hurricane
That sh#t i think they named it baker
Been scraping on the earth
Since my birth i been cursed
sh#t its only getting worse
Because i kick it with the worst
Golden eye
Golden god
Wanna name it after me
Prophecies in the stars
Now at night they pray to me
{?} with the laser
{?} with the razor
Bring that chainsaw
Watchin bodies {?}
Rest in peace this mothaf#cka
I promise its a wrap
So {?} on the chrome
Now its time for my attack
In the dark i be creepin
Never sleepin
Watch your back
Mr tombstone reaper
Kicking dust
I never lack
(golden god)x8
Candlelight
Boogeyman im out for spite
Just to take another life to get the high that i so like
Body buzzing mind numbin
From the flesh i take a bite
See this dead man walking
In my eyes you see the light
sh#t can’t get no worse for me
I been chillin at my low
When the times is getting tough the devils knocking at the door
I got these demons on my back and i can’t seem to let em go
Oh no oh no
I feel im coming back for more
Tell my family please forgive me for i am a rotten soul
All the people that ive hurt just know i am a rolling stone
Throw my name up in the lights
Ain’t no point that i won’t fight
Walking tall i stand alone
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