Face to face
Come get a taste
I'll leave your body
Without a trace
Catch a case
You'll get replaced
Your life ain't drawing a line
Without a trace
No trace, no case
Amped up when I hide my face
I'm a couple steps back when you think you're safe
You're a couple breaths short, get it all on tape (yeah)
I'm a v_r with a bad attitude
Clap hard when I snap back at you
Grudge bitch, yeah I stay mad at you
Twin blades, yeah I stay packing two
And I'm so, far gone
But I still, ride on
I know you're close
I can feel every beat of your heart
The blood of the lamb keeps me driving the stake and I'm
Just a facsimile of all you got
And I'm ready to rot
You take me for nothing, I'm taking my shot
And I'm ready to pop
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
Chopped top drop on spot
My lot, your lot, dead
One less voice in head (one less voice in head)
I think I'm where I'm supposed to be
And now I know you're part of me
Face to face
Come get a taste
I'll leave your body
Without a trace
Catch a case
You'll get replaced
Your life ain't drawing a line
Without a trace
We are gathered here today to remember a man not worth remembering
In a cruel, dark world in which we live
With a god who will never answer your prayers