[Intro: Graffik]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Chorus: Graffik, Kovin Kestnar & Both]
I'ma be flippin' the packs (The packs, the packs)
I'ma be flippin' the packs (The packs)
All of these cops, they get on my ass (Get on my)
I tell 'em, "Get back" (Get back)
I be so sick of the rats (So sick, so sick of the rats)
I put the stick in the grass (The grass, stick in the grass)
I push your bitch in the back (In the back, get you some bands)
I put that grip to your cap
[Verse 1: Kovin Kestnar]
Clingin' to myself inside the walls up in an empty cage
Feelin' spice with anguish ain't the objet that controls my pain
Figures in the cellar seem to move at such a frequent pace
Feel like Helen Keller when the fiends retract my shoulder blades
Purgatory motel, I been stayin' on the second floor
Shadows bring me dinner, if she knocks, then she might break the door
Vacant face tells [?] her features [?] from burlap sack
I can tell she's real malicious, but the fact's we're both a [?]
Faces on the wall all seem to change upon reflection
Only thing stronger than your will is your erection
[Chorus: Graffik, Kovin Kestnar & Both]
I'ma be flippin' the packs (The packs, the packs, flippin' the packs)
I'ma be flippin' the packs (The packs)
All of these cops, they get on my ass (Get on my)
I tell 'em, "Get back" (Get back)
I be so sick of the rats (So sick, so sick of the rats)
I put the stick in the grass (The grass, stick in the grass)
I push your bitch in the back (In the back, get your bands)
I put that grip to your cap (Yo, fuck)
[Verse 2: Kovin Kestnar]
She just tried to grab me, but I ran outside and said, "Let's dip"
She started lungin' at me with a massive scythe and packaged zip
Said I got a magic trick and emptied that banana clip
But every shot I fired missed and she was just so accurate
She said, "I'm now your keeper, you're deranged and you can't run from me
And spend your life in misery and fold inside my imagery
Your soul is mine eternally, every specter's heard of me
The mirror man's a demon, he can see inside your truest self
Trapped inside the dirt, that means there's no way to exude yourself
Wash the sins of the father, turn the sins into son
Once you empty all those clips, then you're totally done
Fuck
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Chorus: Graffik, Kovin Kestnar & Both]
I'ma be flippin' the packs (The packs, the packs)
I'ma be flippin' the packs (The packs)
All of these cops, they get on my ass (Get on my)
I tell 'em, "Get back" (Get back)
I be so sick of the rats (So sick, so sick of the rats)
I put the stick in the grass (The grass, stick in the grass)
I push your bitch in the back (In the back, get you some bands)
I put that grip to your cap
[Verse 1: Kovin Kestnar]
Clingin' to myself inside the walls up in an empty cage
Feelin' spice with anguish ain't the objet that controls my pain
Figures in the cellar seem to move at such a frequent pace
Feel like Helen Keller when the fiends retract my shoulder blades
Purgatory motel, I been stayin' on the second floor
Shadows bring me dinner, if she knocks, then she might break the door
Vacant face tells [?] her features [?] from burlap sack
I can tell she's real malicious, but the fact's we're both a [?]
Faces on the wall all seem to change upon reflection
Only thing stronger than your will is your erection
[Chorus: Graffik, Kovin Kestnar & Both]
I'ma be flippin' the packs (The packs, the packs, flippin' the packs)
I'ma be flippin' the packs (The packs)
All of these cops, they get on my ass (Get on my)
I tell 'em, "Get back" (Get back)
I be so sick of the rats (So sick, so sick of the rats)
I put the stick in the grass (The grass, stick in the grass)
I push your bitch in the back (In the back, get your bands)
I put that grip to your cap (Yo, fuck)
[Verse 2: Kovin Kestnar]
She just tried to grab me, but I ran outside and said, "Let's dip"
She started lungin' at me with a massive scythe and packaged zip
Said I got a magic trick and emptied that banana clip
But every shot I fired missed and she was just so accurate
She said, "I'm now your keeper, you're deranged and you can't run from me
And spend your life in misery and fold inside my imagery
Your soul is mine eternally, every specter's heard of me
The mirror man's a demon, he can see inside your truest self
Trapped inside the dirt, that means there's no way to exude yourself
Wash the sins of the father, turn the sins into son
Once you empty all those clips, then you're totally done
Fuck
( Kovin Kestnar )
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