Sybyr, Evil Nigga - Realization (Dying) lyrics
[Sybyr, Evil Nigga - Realization Dying lyrics]
The water around
By morning
Our voices will sink with their shells
Syringe
Goddamnit, little bitch (Ayy)
I became a narcissist (Ayy, ayy)
All because I'm just Syringe (Ayy)
Guess I'm born to shit your pants (Ayy)
I don't gotta share no bands (Woah, woah)
I don't gotta make amends (Woah)
Pray for my downfall (Woah)
Pray your pussy touches salt
(Woah; hostility)
Cool it, cool it, what are you doing?
I am Syringe, but I don't pursue shit
Clan of weirdos, we are the movement
ANTI WORLD, we all are the rulers
Salty Sammy, cold and so clammy
Me, on the other hand, grabbin' the fanny
She don't like weirdos all in her panties
Told her that I couldn't even imagine
What am I talkin' about? Shit (Ayy)
I crawl up outta this house, sheesh (Ahh)
You know that I don't give a shit (Sheesh)
Dammit, I wanna cut off my dick, ayy (Sheesh)
Syringe, Syringe, Syringe (Sheesh)
240 and Wisconsin
Mouth is so bloody, I'm toxic, shit (Ah ha)
Melting and melting
(Ah ha) so swift like this (Agh)
Yes, I'm dying, dying, dying, die
Yes, I'm dying, dying, dying, die
Yes, I'm dying, dying, dying, die
Yes, I'm dying, dying, dying, die
Yes I'm dying, dying, dying, die
(Kill me, kill me, kill me, kill me, kill me)
Yes, I'm dying, dying, dying, die
(Skin me, skin me, skin me, skin me)
Yes, I'm dying, dying, dying, die
Yes, I'm dying, dying, dying, die
Yes, I'm-
Holes in the walls as I struggle to breathe
I hope that none of you look up to me
I am Syringe, I'm a god, I am Satan
Until I'm in peace then the
Noise is my haven
By morning
Our voices will sink with their shells
Syringe
Goddamnit, little bitch (Ayy)
I became a narcissist (Ayy, ayy)
All because I'm just Syringe (Ayy)
Guess I'm born to shit your pants (Ayy)
I don't gotta share no bands (Woah, woah)
I don't gotta make amends (Woah)
Pray for my downfall (Woah)
Pray your pussy touches salt
(Woah; hostility)
Cool it, cool it, what are you doing?
I am Syringe, but I don't pursue shit
Clan of weirdos, we are the movement
ANTI WORLD, we all are the rulers
Salty Sammy, cold and so clammy
Me, on the other hand, grabbin' the fanny
She don't like weirdos all in her panties
Told her that I couldn't even imagine
What am I talkin' about? Shit (Ayy)
I crawl up outta this house, sheesh (Ahh)
You know that I don't give a shit (Sheesh)
Dammit, I wanna cut off my dick, ayy (Sheesh)
Syringe, Syringe, Syringe (Sheesh)
240 and Wisconsin
Mouth is so bloody, I'm toxic, shit (Ah ha)
Melting and melting
(Ah ha) so swift like this (Agh)
Yes, I'm dying, dying, dying, die
Yes, I'm dying, dying, dying, die
Yes, I'm dying, dying, dying, die
Yes, I'm dying, dying, dying, die
Yes I'm dying, dying, dying, die
(Kill me, kill me, kill me, kill me, kill me)
Yes, I'm dying, dying, dying, die
(Skin me, skin me, skin me, skin me)
Yes, I'm dying, dying, dying, die
Yes, I'm dying, dying, dying, die
Yes, I'm-
Holes in the walls as I struggle to breathe
I hope that none of you look up to me
I am Syringe, I'm a god, I am Satan
Until I'm in peace then the
Noise is my haven