[ Featuring Lord Gasp ]
The saprophytes growing, you decay nice
Lowkey you decay nice
Dead quiet, leave em bloody in the red night
Long knife drive slowly thru the chest line
Catch yo breath
Yo life on a thread
Keep on running like u running from the feds
That's a threat, double barrel with the laser beam
Run that mouth and you'll be just another casualty
Scratch yo head
Who you think is best
Black beanie, golden goggles and colorful flesh
And the tale dies when my chronicles end
F*ck it's raining shitty rappers we've let the shit hit the fan
One, gotta obliterate y'all
Two, humanity has quite a bitter taste now
Three, I can't lie, can't contain more
Four, All these rats, that's so shameful
Okay now
Run till your legs pop
Okay now
Bounce or your brain stops
Okay now
Dripping like a wet mop
Okay now
Rot, let a man rot
Okay now
Run till your legs pop
Okay now
Blood left a wet spot
Okay now
Dripping like a penstock
Okay now
Rot, let a man rot
The saprophytes growing, you decay nice
Lowkey you decay