(I am no)
Hot boy off the north with the tats on his face
Run, run, run, find a place where you safe
Far from grace
In my maze where I play
Pray on your faith when they claim that they saved
Laugh in your face
Tryna jump home boy?
You might want to refrain
Keys to the gate
Talking hell, little bitch, and you ain't gonna escape
Hold up
Jump out with the Glock cocked
Going non-stop
Aim the red dot
Shoot a motherf*cker dead where he laying
Ain't stopping until the gun lock
Motherf*cker out my box
Head been knocked by the worst kind
Gorilla from the 59
I'm a psycho
Check my bloodline
(Wait)
All of these bitches afraid of me
And all of these f*ckboys, they hate on me
So just to sum it up
Basically, I really couldn't give less of a f*ck
I'm from the era of terror
The product of financial pressure
Social conformity
Religious error
Mention the devil
They'll f*ck off forever
The new millennium brought nothing better
I wanna see blood stains, blood stains, on the grill of the Mustang, Mustang
Couple pills just to numb the pain
(Six, six) Six roads, one way
Flames arise
Burned my eyes
I'm late for judgement day
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(I am no)
Hot boy off the north with the tats on his face
Run, run, run, find a place where you safe
Far from grace
In my maze where I play
Pray on your faith when they claim that they saved
Laugh in your face
Tryna jump home boy?
You might want to refrain
Keys to the gate
Talking hell, little bitch, and you ain't gonna escape
Hold up
Jump out with the Glock cocked
Going non-stop
Aim the red dot
Shoot a motherf*cker dead where he laying
Ain't stopping until the gun lock
Motherf*cker out my box
Head been knocked by the worst kind
Gorilla from the 59
I'm a psycho
Check my bloodline
(Wait)
All of these bitches afraid of me
And all of these f*ckboys, they hate on me
So just to sum it up
Basically, I really couldn't give less of a f*ck
I'm from the era of terror
The product of financial pressure
Social conformity
Religious error
Mention the devil
They'll f*ck off forever
The new millennium brought nothing better
I wanna see blood stains, blood stains, on the grill of the Mustang, Mustang
Couple pills just to numb the pain
(Six, six) Six roads, one way
Flames arise
Burned my eyes
I'm late for judgement day
Hot boy off the north with the tats on his face
Run, run, run, find a place where you safe
Far from grace
In my maze where I play
Pray on your faith when they claim that they saved
Laugh in your face
Tryna jump home boy?
You might want to refrain
Keys to the gate
Talking hell, little bitch, and you ain't gonna escape
Hold up
Jump out with the Glock cocked
Going non-stop
Aim the red dot
Shoot a motherf*cker dead where he laying
Ain't stopping until the gun lock
Motherf*cker out my box
Head been knocked by the worst kind
Gorilla from the 59
I'm a psycho
Check my bloodline
(Wait)
All of these bitches afraid of me
And all of these f*ckboys, they hate on me
So just to sum it up
Basically, I really couldn't give less of a f*ck
I'm from the era of terror
The product of financial pressure
Social conformity
Religious error
Mention the devil
They'll f*ck off forever
The new millennium brought nothing better
I wanna see blood stains, blood stains, on the grill of the Mustang, Mustang
Couple pills just to numb the pain
(Six, six) Six roads, one way
Flames arise
Burned my eyes
I'm late for judgement day
Writer: Aristos Petrou, Scott Arcenaux
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.