Lyrics: Tristan Lafleur Sabourin
Music: Tristan Lafleur Sabourin
this in my blood
this in my blood
this in my blood, shit
i do feel cooked
i did get cooked
my wrinkles roasted
im dry as ****
i cant give much
i keep distortin shit
the story’s stuck, i can’t move past
i cant move past it
True say, im bout to blow shit, hussein
cuz who said i couldnt flip script, **** the world, give a new sway
doomsday, huh, never too far from a noose hanging
new days, i see the world through a new lens
and my shit packs a punch
breakin chins with those joints
Pretty bitch wanna join
I aint got time i got hits to deploy
No serotonin keep movin on low
pushing my rotten body till it molds
thats a battle with my ego it goes
And it goes and it goes and it goes
I lost my footing
falling backwards in the pit i’ve dugged
my head like pudding, pounding so hard i have to beat that noggin
but he kept on joggin till he sprints to the powder keg, to the hot bed
You could hide but in vain, like you stepped on a knife and you leaving a blood trail
buggin the boss
You’ll meet with a god
True maker of makers
I’m oozing the blisters
You sippin life from
Gargle with blood
I’m hating your guts
I’m hating the way y’all be livin
just fill me with rage and disgust
Gargle with blood
I’m hating your guts
this in my blood
this in my blood
this in my blood, shit
i do feel cooked
i did get cooked
my wrinkles roasted
im dry as ****
i cant give much
i keep distortin shit
the story’s stuck, i can’t move past
i cant move past it