Roadkill

Just breathe in
Just breathe in
Just breathe in
Just breathe in
Gonna kill you
Gonna kill you
Gonna kill you
Bitch
Bitch
Bitch
Fuckin' whore

Crouched down in the bushes outside your house let’s see what you 'bout
All that running of your mouth
Talk is cheap
Time's ticking out
Busting right in your door
Don’t need no C4
My foot shouldn't [?]
Enough
Force for Task Force to [?] and hit the floor
Raw smell of a carcass
Bloating my nostrils
But now I feel heartless
Tip-toeing on the wood floor
Pussy boy you don't want war
Busting the door of the basement
I'll run it straight down
Shells hit the floor
Better get the fuck down
Pussy getting knocked now
All of three slugs till I filled up his tummy

Told me "no top" but his face's looking fucked
Told him keep acting tough
This was his luck
I told her don't trust me
Instead she would love me
She fell in my arms and she keep tryna hug me, but still
This place isn't safe, and still
What I did was engraved, but
I can't change that and fuck it
It doesn’t really matter anyways, but, aye

Yeah I’ll always be a weird kid
Yeah I'll always fucking steal shit
Yeah I’d rather sit by myself cause you're all just so fucking lame
Rather chase all the [?]
Two fucking fuckers, don't fail
I don't know why you can’t just be normal just put a fucking bullet in your brain
You are fucking lame
You are fucking lame
You are fucking lame
You are fucking lame
You are the fucking same as everyone else
You're just another fucking sheep in the fucking herd, bitch