Scum, Rozz Dyliams - Say Your Goodbyes lyrics
[Scum, Rozz Dyliams - Say Your Goodbyes lyrics]
Got that nine in my
Motherfuckin' hand going clack
In all black as the
Color everything's finna turn
As I stack all my lyrics takin'
A torch to the pile
While I wait for the end and
For my soul set to burn
To be released like my album that
Won't drop when I'm gone
'Cause, I will take a hammer to
The drive that it's stored on
Bored out my mind I find myself with a gun
To my head holding a GoPro 'bout
To get my recording on
I cannot get ahold of my temper
Creep and cut like Edmund Kemper
When I creep up from the back and
Let you feel what's in my mental
I've been dreaming of my fantasies of
Carnagе and I cannot get away
'Cause evеry time I try to
Do it it gets detrimental
Dreamin' of the fluid leaking
On my operating table
So unstable as I watch you
Strangled with my jumper cables
I had a vision of violence and
You're in my line of vision
If I cannot have you no
One can fill my prescription
Say your goodbyes and crawl into yo grave
Say your goodbyes go end all your
Suffering by your own hand
Say your goodbyes be free you're not a slave
Say your goodbyes rucking up
Two funeral bells
Raising hell when we all dead
Sniffin' Video Head Cleaner
Dead inside with a dead demeanor
Reach inside my pea coat and come
Out with a gleamin' Stanley Steemer
Perforate your beamer with the quickness
And I'm out the scene
I'm all about a come up and
I'm in love with my millimeter
Smash your motherfucking brain in
And about to
Get insane with the butcher brother
Creep on the scene looking like Satan
Waiting for a special answer will
You be my private dancer?
Either way you say it I'ma put my blade in
Stop at nothing when trying to plant
Your brains on the wall
In the lanes everyday and growing
Sick of the struggle
Sick of the hurt and fuckin' sick of it all
On the prowl for a plot to
Dig a grave got that shovel
Up in your trunk and not alone in this mess
I confess misery loves company hear we go now
Leaving this world but first
I'd like to address
Those that stay telling them to suck
A dick they should know how
Say your goodbyes and crawl into yo grave
Say your goodbyes go end all your
Suffering by your own hand
Say your goodbyes be free you're not a slave
Say your goodbyes rucking up
Two funeral bells
Raising hell when we all dead
Motherfuckin' hand going clack
In all black as the
Color everything's finna turn
As I stack all my lyrics takin'
A torch to the pile
While I wait for the end and
For my soul set to burn
To be released like my album that
Won't drop when I'm gone
'Cause, I will take a hammer to
The drive that it's stored on
Bored out my mind I find myself with a gun
To my head holding a GoPro 'bout
To get my recording on
I cannot get ahold of my temper
Creep and cut like Edmund Kemper
When I creep up from the back and
Let you feel what's in my mental
I've been dreaming of my fantasies of
Carnagе and I cannot get away
'Cause evеry time I try to
Do it it gets detrimental
Dreamin' of the fluid leaking
On my operating table
So unstable as I watch you
Strangled with my jumper cables
I had a vision of violence and
You're in my line of vision
If I cannot have you no
One can fill my prescription
Say your goodbyes and crawl into yo grave
Say your goodbyes go end all your
Suffering by your own hand
Say your goodbyes be free you're not a slave
Say your goodbyes rucking up
Two funeral bells
Raising hell when we all dead
Sniffin' Video Head Cleaner
Dead inside with a dead demeanor
Reach inside my pea coat and come
Out with a gleamin' Stanley Steemer
Perforate your beamer with the quickness
And I'm out the scene
I'm all about a come up and
I'm in love with my millimeter
Smash your motherfucking brain in
And about to
Get insane with the butcher brother
Creep on the scene looking like Satan
Waiting for a special answer will
You be my private dancer?
Either way you say it I'ma put my blade in
Stop at nothing when trying to plant
Your brains on the wall
In the lanes everyday and growing
Sick of the struggle
Sick of the hurt and fuckin' sick of it all
On the prowl for a plot to
Dig a grave got that shovel
Up in your trunk and not alone in this mess
I confess misery loves company hear we go now
Leaving this world but first
I'd like to address
Those that stay telling them to suck
A dick they should know how
Say your goodbyes and crawl into yo grave
Say your goodbyes go end all your
Suffering by your own hand
Say your goodbyes be free you're not a slave
Say your goodbyes rucking up
Two funeral bells
Raising hell when we all dead