letra de abyssal crown - $mokinfr
peeking through slits in my wrist at your death
triple 6 in my heart, hate to confess
people like me going straight to the depths
so stop playing checkers and start playing chess
demons keep screaming, they’re all in my head
still got that memory when you laid dead
sirens start buzzing, so you know i fled
they got to the scene, and you look like you shed
straight from the demons, yuh
f-ck with feelings, sh-t
got me a beemer, i take to my grave
creep out the dungeon
b-tch lookin’ like fungus
got me some peekin’, i slit on your face
blood in my eyes, got me seeing a vision
you dead in the grave
slip the grip with my left
blow your face with my gat
smoke the weed, then i trap
straight from the demons, yuh
f-ck with feelings, sh-t
got me a beemer, i take to my grave
creep out the dungeon
b-tch lookin’ like fungus
got me some peekin’, i slit on your face
blood in my eyes, got me seeing a vision
you dead in the grave
wait, hold up
i got blood on my hands, yuh
i don’t give a f-ck about fans, huh
10 shots, to your f-cking brain, yuh
slit on your throat, slicin’ through the veins, huh
look at my eyes, i belong to a throne
straight from the demons, i bring to your home
crown on my head when i k!ll in the zone
10 shots, no mercy when the band’s hot
i don’t f-ck with fame, imma put you in a grave
i don’t care if you f-ck with the sane
straight from the demons, yuh
f-ck with feelings, sh-t
got me a beemer, i take to my grave
creep out the dungeon
b-tch lookin’ like fungus
got me some peekin’, i slit on your face
blood in my eyes, got me seeing a vision
you dead in the grave
aye
peeking through slits in my wrist at your death
triple 6 in my heart, hate to confess
people like me going straight to the depths
so stop playing checkers and start playing chess
demons keep screaming, they’re all in my head
still got that memory when you laid dead
sirens start buzzing, so you know i fled
they got to the scene, and you look like you shed
changing my skin up
the world is so corrupt
my power will solve it, i’ll start an eclipse
clutching my pistol
there’s always an issue
a bullet will come to the rescue and fix
smoking my gas
like a victim of hitler
my organs are dying, i just rolled up 6
stitching my skin
i’ll be gone with the wind
all his bullets will miss, there’s no need to predict
bones, coming out my skin, i’m feeling like a deadman walking
smoke, lurking in my lungs, took a hit, i can’t stop coughing (me coughing)
eyes, changing white to red, took too much and now i’m crawling
body slowly shutting off, stop the problems that i’m causing
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