Lyrics Deathhead - SYBYR

Deathhead

'Ringe
Huh?
Ah-ha-ha
Lose your mind like me and prevent a death
Straight sinnin', fuck the brain, how the balance stop
Color-coded, it’s just needed for the serpents health
Back the fuck with simple shit, I gotta grant you life
Don’t rippin' anything, rippin' my fuckin' mental pattern
Live in the city for your life, I bet your feelin' tired
Ready to die, ready to quit some shit
Ready to bleed, stick in my wrist and medicate
But you gotta go, no chance of seein' me
I rehabilitate all of your elements
I don’t want none of your drugs unless you wanna kill me
Don’t ask me nothin' 'bout me, nigga, make heat
Blockin' everything, I don’t wanna call, no
Fuck the country that don’t even wanna see ya grow
I still make the time to blow before my time to go
Ooh, shake it, shake it, fuckin' tired, I need you to know
Ah, ayy-ha