Words in the Color of Death

Lyrics
[Chorus] I see you surrounded by fire baby Flesh burning the pain is going crazy I'm tryna write words that amaze me With a rope around my neck while I stand on a glacier Um, please don't melt Um, looking like I'll off myself Self, words in the color of death Words in the color of death Death [Verse] Dear Derek's corpse, I resemble you So many people in my past told me that I would never forget 'em, I just don't remember who Straight out of the human zoo No woman, except my daughters ever truly loved me, that goes for all of my love interests and my mama too Isn't it evident that Chino was been sent by the gods And manufactured more ink than a distinct transparency full of encephalopods I've been over the webinars, full blown homage of work that's been plagiarized Bring back Basquiat in a seance collage and watch the mahogany table rise Cars, catalytic converter connected to a gas mask on my tandem garage Inhaling the carbon monoxide then write death cutter words of the cadence, horror, pirage It's sad in addition when you got material that'll hardly move me I write calmly with a gritty shotty ultra violent styling of a Rob Zombie movie I'm fucking your bitch while you play Call of Duty Name the greatest lyricist of all time, nigga, they all approve me Words painted in the color of a death quails, I am harder than coffin nails Main line and methamphetamine in my veins when my one endorphin fails They say, when there's a will, there's a way now where there's a way there's a will So you better start filling out your insignificant little will before this blood spill You must kneel when I thrust steel, lust for the kill, flush your scales Shatter your face into little miniature puss jails, push your shark into gills Searching the carpet for pails, my garment reveals, I ain't starving for meals Kidnapping only enemy males, pay the ransom bails All relatives receive blood, gelatin, smeared skull pieces inside of their physical mails Warrior scales, only when I left my entrails on my end trails Your spit don't contain flames, nigga, you ain't even fire drills When I collaboration you were outshined But don't worry, it ain't an isolated incident, it's basically a precedent that's happened over 10,000 times Chino the problem child, shoot myself with a puppet on my hand tied So when the police come they don't know whether to rule it a homicide or a suicide It's like I can't do anything right and the vibe to try to change the tide Sitting by the ocean side watching video files, all blind on the night that I died I'm passionate, without nearly knowing Baphomet I realised my craft spit acid, I'd like to thank Jesus of Nazareth for the past assist Never a pacifist, I'm the illest living, so I'm living without a care giving It's a weird feeling, he owe me bread, he asked me to bear with him, he better have a bear with him Dumb bastard, I'm feeling lower than my ejection fraction But it's hard to heal a broken heart with a broken heart, literally every ventricle of mine is fractured These are words scratched and etched inside of my ivory casket They want me banned yo like the instrument Hillbillies have mastered Chino spit historical I'm a pioneer like I push desert inside of your audio, nigga (The fuck out of here!) [Chorus] I see you surrounded by fire baby Flesh burning the pain is going crazy I'm tryna write words that amaze me With a rope around my neck while I stand on a glacier Mm, please don't melt Mm, looking like I'll off myself Self, words in the color of death Words in the color of death Death I see you surrounded by fire baby Flesh burning the pain is going crazy I'm tryna write words that amaze me With a rope around my neck as I stand on a glacier Mm, please don't melt Mm, looking like I'll off myself Self, words in the color of death Words in the color of death Death [Outro: M-Eighty] Yo, Chi Chi man, what's up? It's M Um, where you at, bro? Uh, I don't even know if I should be worried or what's going on, man? I talked to Ben and he hasn't heard from you either, you know Reach out man, shit's kind of crazy right now, all right Hit me, peace
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Credits
- Writers
- Chino XL