Disciple of Misery Song Lyrics

Zed grab the dutch to black out my lungs
Imma hand it to Saliva watch him ash it on his tongue
Bitch i keep the weapon tucked so come and get you some
One thing you should know about me baby ion give a fuck
I put that hollow through yo chest no chance you gon lay low
6 feet deep im slithering with yo face bones
Guaranteed to heaven but severing where the faith go?
I ain't with the rest of you fuckers y'all bunch of fake hoes

I don't know if you Saw but I aint playing no games
Imma take the polaroid and imma step up out the frame
Told em kick rocks cause everybody sound the same
Finna go about my day I be higher than a plane
Bitch I'm flipping the fucking bird
Blow my smoke up in the air
From 4 to the coast i be good everywhere
Boy you talkin from the burbs
Mane you getting on my nerves
How you finna get away when yo whip can't get off the curb
I'm playing league smoking weed gettin paid
While these other broke rappers