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[Intro: Woody Harrelson & Robert Downey Jr.] Innocent? Wh-who's innocent, Wayne? You innocent? I'm innocent? Yes, I am, of murder? Definitely It's just murder, man All God's creatures do it in some form or another I mean, you look in the forests and you got species killing other species Our species killing all species including the forests And we just call it industry, not murder But I know a lot of people who, uh Deserve to die [Verse] Ar-Arc'teryx gloves drippin' blood All black fit like a nun Bloody-bloody roar jeans and some Uggs I was with my bro pourin' drank in the slums Thr-three five of shrooms in the tea just to chug Wrist on freeze and my pockets on chub All that weird shit you did, I can't sweep under the rug Got-got a big .45, paint a nigga like a brush And my chain bright as fuck, bitch I'm not tryna tuck He get sent straight to Hell if a nigga tryna touch Hi-C, I'm on go, but I can't go for nothin' Niggas stabbed me in my back, so it's fuck everyone (Fuck you) All this pain in my heart, R.I.P. to my big cuz Tat your name on my arm, R.I.P. to Maia In that Arc'teryx fit, all black like a ninja Nigga-Niggas weird as fuck off them drugs acting tough I was in the hood tweaking on Salvia Porsche do donuts, spin like ballerina Feel like I'm Wiz, my whole body inked up Shroo-shrooms in the tea, hell yeah, nigga drink up I'm a big psychonaut, geeked up like astronaut Fell in love with them shrooms, but my bro like to nod Tell you he yo' brother, that's the one you need to watch Bi-big .45 sting a nigga like a wasp Beam on his chest, turn his shirt polka dot Bi-big Forgie shoes, watch em' spin, Rasengan Tits big as fuck, pretty face, and she goth Bitch hit her knees, drop her jaws like she shocked Fli-flight overseas, fashion week in Milan DMT in the pipe, send my soul to beyond I'm a Chrome Hearts fiend, I'm so upper echelon In that big body truck, Trackhawk juggernaut So geeked up, I feel like Captain Spock And my fit Undercover like espionage I got-I got shrooms for purchase, I'm a shroomie merchant Di-dick sucking lips, and she give me lip service Xan with that lean, had a lil nigga slurrin' Racks in my jeans and that young nigga splurgin' Chrome Hearts frames got me lookin' real nerdy Peaked on the shrooms, third eye Tsukuyomi Diamonds-diamonds in the chain, and they flash like Chidori That's your main bitch on my dick, she adore me Watch her throw it back, love the way she performing Nigga, I'm high as fuck off the shrooms, got me soaring [Outro: Woody Harrelson & Robert Downey Jr.] Why do they deserve to die? I think everybody got something in their past Some sin, some awful secret thing A lot of people walking around out there already dead They just need to be put out of their misery That's where I come in, fate's messenger
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- Hi-C
- slacker (UK)