Scumbag Pt. 4

Gift Giver
Album : Scumbag Pt. 4
I’m out here snapping on some evil shit,
I wanna make you fucking suffer.
I might follow through
with it undercover, what?
That’s the part that makes it rougher.
Ain’t nobody gonna see me,
SCUMBAG MOTHERFUCKER.
Ain’t shit changed, I still don’t care for you
I fantasize about the day
I come unglued, fuck.
I wanna bury you next to my fucking dreams.
You know we ain’t just rivals,
we are fucking enemies.
I wish that I could say
it’s not personal anymore.
I wish that I could say that
I don’t loathe you forevermore.
You’re getting on my nerves
and I can’t fucking tolerate that shit.
When I reach my breaking point
I’ll super violate that bitch.
You’re fake as fuck and we all know
you ain’t about that shit.
When I reach my breaking point
I’ll super violate that bitch.
So tell me, was it really worth it?
Are you happy that you crossed me?
I ain’t in the mood for talking,
man I swear that shit exhausting.
I quit tossing dice in 2015, it’s all games.
Once was human, now a machine
and you’re to blame.
Yeah, that ain’t no joke.
If you think you got it, I want all the smoke.
I’m out here snapping on some evil shit,
I wanna make you fucking suffer.
I might follow thru with it undercover, what?
That’s the part that makes it rougher.
Ain’t nobody gonna see me,
SCUMBAG MOTHERFUCKER.
Ain’t shit changed, I still don’t care for you
I fantasize about the day I come unglued, fuck.
I wanna bury you next to my fucking dreams.
You know we ain’t just rivals,
we are fucking enemies.
You wanna come and test me,
I got the fucking Smith & Wesson.
Pull that shit back, I ain’t messin.
Clench your teeth and count your blessings.
You’re shaking like a leaf,
I’m steady and that trigger pull ain’t heavy.
I might count to two
and pop your shit before you’re ready.
So close your eyes & take a breath.
You feel that muzzle on your neck,
take another breath.
Count your chips and place your bet.
Dealer’s choice, that ain’t no promise
it’s a fuckin threat.
I’m gonna make you fuckin suffer,
I’ma do it undercover,
That’s the part that makes it rougher.
Ain’t nobody gonna see me,
SCUMBAG MOTHER FUCKER.
Ain’t shit changed, I still don’t care for you.
I fantasize about the day I come unglued, fuck.
I wanna bury you next to my fuckin dreams.
You know that we ain’t just rivals,
we are fucking enemies.


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