Fuck Tha Industry

See no evil hear no evil Who the f*ck I'm I Maltese planche all over the skies All over my eyes and die Never want no fame Never want the game All you gonna get is harakiri on the rain Get a motherfucker to his knees Cutthroat to his mind He sold his soul Body to the flesh I get so numb Can't feel my arms I'm so cold Blood on my hands Where the f*ck I'm I Ripped my skin We've been high Future present Smoke to the bone Lekker the bone You know how it goes Never want no fame Never want the game All you gonna get is harakiri on the rain Hold up, right don't you get motherfucker cuz you're gonna die Get rotten up look to the sky get rotten down look to my eyes And I will 19 years close to the pills kills to the drills Found myself speaking to my Being Dream to my