Pills N' Syringes (Feat. SelfDes...
• Written by BLVCELIXIR • Featuring MichaelTheArchangel
[rap starts at 0:23]
[SelfDestructive verse:]
Just drunk a quarter half gallon of vodka with,
a mixture of chocolate ready to sock a bitch properly,
Down the steps of his or her property the cops,
Probably out for me this day is robbery,
Followed by murder last week was torture,
This week is extortion so I'm calling his daughter,
Just took some heroin, tried to avoid it,
But it keep calling me coke too I snort it,
There is a shortage of Oxygen so out to get lit,
I'm about to grip powder and enhance all my power,
To shoot some bitch out in the projects,
Dismember his members who remember the chopper,
Call on my father like do you have a problem,
Just holla see you in hell one of us frown in a coffin,
It do not matter they asking for rage in it's last stage,
My age is too late for my bad ways spraying the k in a cafe,
Middle finger up until the last days,
Can't remember the woman whom I held hostage in my closet,
Who's outfit got shit on it, blood on her mouth,
As I talk shit I hock spit drop filled with toxic,
From acid triple c's and zans I cannot sit..
[Hook KND:]
You got pills and a syringe,
Roll your sleeves up, before you but the blade to your wrists,
You got pills and a syringe,
Your life ain't over, but you just think that you want it to end..
[Xenosis verse:]
Building up this fire inside me,
too many fuck niggas startin' to doubt me,
go up to their house and burn it down with a single lighter,
I'm getting tired of these fucking liars, but that's where I aspire,
I wanna feel the pain, that's my deepest dark desire,
put my wrist up and watch the red rain get higher,
watch as my dead body startin' to get tired,
I just want to burn away in a hellfire,
write the three 6's on my wrist cuz I'm Satan's squire,
my blood drippin' down on the Holy Bible,
it's too late to stop me, mix the pills with the syringes-
guess you can call me The Devil's Disciple..
[KND verse:]
So you wake up in the morning go to work then,
Come home thinking that everything is getting so borin',
You can't take no more of it so you quickly start resorting,
To what seems like the only option, pill bottles showing forfeit,
Paints a bad portrait, scary, good children become orphans,
The problem with humans is we keep it bottled up knowing we should pour it,
Things not working out, they are far from going your way,
You whirl yourself into a depression, which is how you spend your days,
It's not great you think your happy but that far from the case,
You wait for things to change and pray only when you need,
Something you on your knees and you plead for it,
You slowly end your life as things start looking blurry,
[Outro KND:]
You got pills and a syringe,
Roll your sleeves up, before you but the blade to your wrists,
You got pills and a syringe,
Your life ain't over, but you just think that you want it to end..
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BLVCELIXIR
Member since November 28 2016