Let Me Out

Lyrics

[Verse 1: The R.O.C] My rooftop is gone along with this song Dedicated to all let's fade it beyond the lights roam Right between the legs of the brunette and blonde standing next to me I'm nasty not wrong my rocks are off so long chickens I drive into the sunset pumping superstition by Stevie Blindfolded jumping cliffs while turning into a clip wild Now I'm drugged and bitches wiles are foul are off Like the pitch Jamie threw Kate the voucher I get wilder terrifying terrible before sun raise Or knew your nature okay start the hood okay I go play with dead things now My head won't be found and if you do klick pow [Hook: The R.O.C.] They'll never know where my heads at oh Detached from my shoulders yes a long time ago No way out my rhymes equal murders Stingy when I spit I'm sick let's turn up One cut two slice three stick four Five let's bury em underneath the floor 'Cause my demise is itching to get loose And once it do your worst nightmares will all come true [Verse 2: G-Mo Skee] Let's take it back, before I signed to a rap label Twenty two years ago when my brain would act stable At the family reunion my cousin took me out my damn cradle And accidentally dropped me on a glass table On that day I turned into a problem child Cussing up a storm who cares if my moms around Bugging out when teachers would tell me to watch my mouth I ain't say shit bitch what the fuck you talking about You talking about a pyromaniac starting fire He's got your block looking like it was made out of carbon fiber Screwing the holes in a funeral home I'm putting lube in the holes eating pubes full of mold Back in school I was told I had the ugliest face in class Now I gotta skin these bitches just to make a mask Everything I touch I break in half And I ain't scared of nobody, Jeffrey Dahmer was a flaming fag [Hook: The R.O.C.] They'll never know where my heads at oh Detached from my shoulders yes a long time ago No way out my rhymes equal murders Stingy when I spit I'm sick let's turn up One cut two slice three stick four Five let's bury em underneath the floor 'Cause my demise is itching to get loose And once it do your worst nightmares will all come true [Verse 3: The R.O.C.] Ding bell rings and I'm out, I got no interest reroute You won't find my mentals floating about Constantly screaming Lupin SOS No one can help me out this mess Address 'cause less ain't no causing his death C'mon y'all I need applause coffee break time No sign of the line decreasing my fines And crease what every spine no bone I use for vocal motion my thirst for souls My the sounds of the ocean mouth dog Probably grossing them out, I need a better way My brain seems to be on strike today Collecting my thoughts right away I can play with the kids up the street So I can hit em in the head with the drumbeat So get they better know my flows are death And a resurrection don't make sense When I'm still fucking fresh I pull my weapon in a pinch Best at nothing hoe ass, yeah fuck your lass With the magic ninja sword up that ass, cocksuckers I'm gone [Hook: The R.O.C.] They'll never know where my heads at oh Detached from my shoulders yes a long time ago No way out my rhymes equal murders Stingy when I spit I'm sick let's turn up One cut two slice three stick four Five let's bury em underneath the floor 'Cause my demise is itching to get loose And once it do your worst nightmares will all come true They'll never know where my heads at oh Detached from my shoulders yes a long time ago No way out my rhymes equal murders Stingy when I spit I'm sick let's turn up One cut two slice three stick four Five let's bury em underneath the floor 'Cause my demise is itching to get loose And once it do your worst nightmares will all come true