KILL SOCIETY - MISFIT PT.2 lyrics
[KILL SOCIETY - MISFIT PT.2 lyrics]
Still a misfit with a Glock I let it spit
30 inch blade make a hole and let you split
W W Wanna kill the world slow
Show you how I hit
Like a pussy boy wanna go meet a face kick
Let you bleed slow you get
Choke like a bitch hoe
You die slow you get poke not a punk bro
You look dead bloody undead
Yeah we pump lead on meds at the function
Burnin off the fire with my
Piss cuz I'm a misfit
Runnin up on me cuz I like
Fighting I might throw a fist
Killin all my demons in my
Head cuz I’m livin it
Sippin on some liquor drinkin henny
Cuz I don't fit in
I'mma punk I get mad
Spiked up hair get on back
Studded belt make it crack
Like a misfit on a track
Gеt on back let you meet
Got a ruger with a beam
I likе sex make a scene
Like a dirty magazine i got violent energy
Like a fire anarchy lost my nails all bloody
Feeling broke no money
They fuck with me cuz I’m scrawny
Bloody knees run em over SRT
B-B-Bloody Glocks got no beam
Kill the world with it
If I die then remember my name
Demons from hell they post up to my grave
I can't feel no pain I feel from my brain
Scars on my body I can't feel my face
She sucking my dick like she smoking on crack
Poppin a perc I hit from the back
If you wanna talk we can meet in the back
Ratatata the uzi attack
B-B-Bitch I'm a misfit
I keep a big stick Imma go hit shit
None of yall different
Imma go hit a lick Imma go fuck your bitch
Don't give a fuck bitch
You talking that shit you finna get hit
Feel like a big litch
Hit from the back I hop off the track
30 inch blade make a hole and let you split
W W Wanna kill the world slow
Show you how I hit
Like a pussy boy wanna go meet a face kick
Let you bleed slow you get
Choke like a bitch hoe
You die slow you get poke not a punk bro
You look dead bloody undead
Yeah we pump lead on meds at the function
Burnin off the fire with my
Piss cuz I'm a misfit
Runnin up on me cuz I like
Fighting I might throw a fist
Killin all my demons in my
Head cuz I’m livin it
Sippin on some liquor drinkin henny
Cuz I don't fit in
I'mma punk I get mad
Spiked up hair get on back
Studded belt make it crack
Like a misfit on a track
Gеt on back let you meet
Got a ruger with a beam
I likе sex make a scene
Like a dirty magazine i got violent energy
Like a fire anarchy lost my nails all bloody
Feeling broke no money
They fuck with me cuz I’m scrawny
Bloody knees run em over SRT
B-B-Bloody Glocks got no beam
Kill the world with it
If I die then remember my name
Demons from hell they post up to my grave
I can't feel no pain I feel from my brain
Scars on my body I can't feel my face
She sucking my dick like she smoking on crack
Poppin a perc I hit from the back
If you wanna talk we can meet in the back
Ratatata the uzi attack
B-B-Bitch I'm a misfit
I keep a big stick Imma go hit shit
None of yall different
Imma go hit a lick Imma go fuck your bitch
Don't give a fuck bitch
You talking that shit you finna get hit
Feel like a big litch
Hit from the back I hop off the track