| Me and Tenshi Doom
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| Creeping through the tombs
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| Eating shrooms that we picked off of your grave
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| Dead fuck boys, yeah that shit comes in waves
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| Could give a fuck about how you were raised
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| Desert reflector resurrector sipping a cup full of flames
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| My brain is like paint spilling out of a frame
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| They want to play games
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| Calling 911 on the *59, son
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| Staring at a tie dye sun
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| Slide to the right now a six foot jump
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| Have fun
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| No time to run
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| The gun was itching so I tried to oblige
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| Now my head has no front
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| Dig your body up and then put it in my trunk
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| Drive out the lake front
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| Throw your body into the waves
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| As I watch you float away I will light up my blunt
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| I live in a world of illusion
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| Confusing when aimlessly shooting
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| Couple slim bitches I’m spooning
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| That scarecrow you see moving
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| I’m gripping the ax with a pipe full of wax
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| Couple xanax, gone through them back
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| Fuck all the fame, bitch
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| I’m lucifer’s sequel
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| They asking me why, why the fuck I hate people
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| They haters, they boring
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| Wondering why I ignore them
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| But get a little bit of shine and in a little bit of time
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| Every mother fucker gonna be waiting in line
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| For a chance to take you down
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| Fuck all y’all clowns
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| Hop off the dick of the $uicide click
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| Triple six, it’s fuck your God! |