Equal To The Evil

Run it back Flipping I run the trap Snorting up all the pills, I Been smoking on oddly sack Run it up in the south These bitches gon have a drought Let 'em aim at your head If you keep on running your mouth Suicide in my thoughts Thinking I'm better off dead Running around the block I tried to listen to what you said All I ever hear is the demons Telling me that this shit has no reason Got me Draining the blood from my wrists No shit I'm thinking of dying out easy Uh Thinking of dying out easy Thinking of dying out fast Cut 'em & gut 'em And hang 'em up high Just a memory out of the past Watching the blood from the river Codeine in my liver And I'm out in the cold and the rain But I'm too hot to go shiver I never had someone to give me the gain With no pain And I'm going insane Pop Popping percs Bumping Durk Pretty bitches Tryna flirt Ain't shit What it's worth Man I'd rather get to work Pouring Four's In a styrofoam Spilling on my shirt I'm just tryna drink the pain away But It won't ever work Uh