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letra de cold soul - gorilla voltage

[verse 1: mr. grey]
hey grateful why the f-ck you so crazy?
maybe that’s just the way my momma made me
shifty to touch with a little bit of shady
been a bed seed ever since i was a baby
born in the dirt and raised in hades
son of a shotgun buckshot with rabies
double crossing aviat f-ck obedience
brutal pit-bull barbaric ingredients
just a cold sole fist f-cking the ozone
selfish little s-d-st thrive on my own
the rest of y’all clones outgrown and overthrown
took the undertone
trust no-one till i’m gone
depressed mess then i gеt high
no release makеs mr. grey a real angry guy
sometimes i feel lost in time
scream rage at the sky (why?)
got no reply
just wanna know why

[hook: clockworc & mr. grey] (x2)
f-ck up once and i can’t pretend
nowadays the devil is my only friend
gun to my head
sitting on the edge
thinking suicide
lament with no rent

[verse 2: g-mo skee]
g-mo look ay!
i bought a ouji board to get in touch with jesus
now i’m haunted by ghosts
and i’m on the run from demons
cut yo ass into a bunch of pieces
make a real n-gga sandwich and eat that sh-t in front of vegans
if i don’t blow up i’m finna throw explosives and dump bodies in the ocean until it’s overflowing
i f-ck a crackhead while she’s overdosing
look her in the eyes while she dies and show no emotion
you smoking if you think i won’t get you
i’m at your door
like the landlord when the rents due
sword and a mask (who is it?)
[does she miss sue?]
it’s game time b-tch press start to continue
soon as i’m done doing this track with gorilla voltage
i’mma beat yo f-cking ass on some real adult sh-t
so who you n-ggas finna go get
i’ll leave they throat slit
and shove a glow-stick inside the hole b-tch

[hook: clockworc & mr. grey] (x2)
f-ck up once and i can’t pretend
nowadays the devil is my only friend
gun to my head
sitting on the edge
thinking suicide
lament with no rent

[verse 3: clockworc]
me, god and the devil
walk into a bar
i drink god up under the table
but me and the devil took charge
look ma
no guilt
no f-cks to give
been lawless way before i fathered the pen
from playboy
pent up in the penitentiary
sending me giving me all of my enemies energy
going blind
graa-ka-ka
get a shotgun right off your rocker
ahah
watching another [ring fly to my montra?] verbal
blocka knock off all of these [anthony levine?]
knock a so talk
got that holy product nada
need brand new company for my misery
grew tired of these demons needs
please like me og
on the weed
and i’m at a young [?]
pull the trigga bang then ricochet taken out whole
finish up smile
look i’ve been cursed to live
and though i never hold onto sh-t
i done did
so i gotta accept it
i’m a modern day rasputin
while spitting the putrid
living with the roaches
in the post-apocalypse (ah)

[hook: clockworc & mr. grey] (x2)
f-ck up once and i can’t pretend
nowadays the devil is my only friend
gun to my head
sitting on the edge
thinking suicide
lament with no rent

[verse 4: fury]
it occurred to me while i was f-cking my mom’s face
that all of my thoughts are outta place
and i’m plagued to
paint pictures of pain with paint
picked from a page in my brain i prayed
that i’mma get through this day
cause i’m feeling kinda desperate
and every message sent from my head is some confession
now how pathetic, that my life is
turning off like a light switch
turning it up was something awful celebrating the violence

[verse 5: bizarre]
i’m on some psycho sh-t
smoked some hydro sh-t
smoke a psycho b-tch
on some michael myers sh-t
i’m deranged
i’m outta my mind
f-ck a b-tch from behind with a black porcupine
yeah i smoke dust
yeah i voted for donald trump
last night i raped a buddhist monk
drug abuser
a f-cking loser
sh-t bag
i eat lunch out a sewer

[hook: clockworc & mr. grey] (x2)
f-ck up once and i can’t pretend
nowadays the devil is my only friend
gun to my head
sitting on the edge
thinking suicide
lament with no rent

[mr. grey]
just a cold soul
so so cold

[outro: mr. grey] (x2)
f-ck up once and i want it again
nowadays the devil is my only friend
gun to my head
sitting on the edge
thinking suicide
lament with no rent

- gorilla voltage

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