Dalszövegek
Burst Scrape

[Unsane cover]

I heard some niggaz got somethin to say 'bout me back in the hood Can't be Mo City, cause everyday I'll be back in the hood And we can scrap or we can

Clock strikes twelve and moon drops burst Out at you from their hiding place Like acid and oil on a madman's face His reason tends to fly away Like lesser

forever rule our lives The machine is dark and distant yet we all fall in line For it controls who gets the scraps; When We are pounded with fear Day

are the same hollow tips that knock nearly out of stilettos He cocked first, I cocked second and in that exact second Both of the gats burst Man, this

sight of feces rockets me into a fuckin' frenzy Haemorrhoidal veins rupture slick secretions upon my tongue, sanguinary analingus sucking on their cunts till they burst

complete the harmonizin' And that's a man with a voice like a scraping violin Waiting for Mr. Damage Toothless jaws gumming melancholy stuff A burst

some detectin, I found the lane in the rural section It matched the picture in my dad's scrap book And my heart beat faster as I drove to look The sun burst

I'ma get in you You watch Ms. America, I fucked Ms. Virginia Got the block hotter than your girlfriend penurch I'm known to burst, skip go to church I'ma scrape