Make Dead Idols Proud
Lyrics
Quiet stoner kid
With the guap
Hair all in my face
My mama said
"Cut off that mop!"
And a couple years ago
My head had told myself
To fucking drop
Since then
I've found a higher meaning
And my head has learned to stop
With all that killing-talk
I can't watch my body drop!
Glad myself was 'ventually caught
But my chest still feel little rot-ten
Inside, I think it's 'cause
I'm missing love and need a lot
When I was 16, I killed myself
And was reborn in this skin
Soon 17 now
Inspired at 12
Now holding it down
I made my own sound
Then threw it around
They fuck with it now!
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, they all fuck with me now
Make dead idols proud
This flame don't go out
Now I'm off the map
And I'm still running towards
My motherfucking vision, man
Ain't no one can prepare me
For bands that's boutta hit the fan
Mama watch my back
As well as angels
In the ceiling and the sky
I'ma die with a blunt inside my mouth
Goodnight, Goodbye
Shawty tryna get my fucking
Number all her life
Strictly pussies use some heat
To seek an ending to a fight
If you gon' kill me
Drop that steel
And grip your hand
Around a knife
Or better yet
Just use your fists
And we can settle this tonight
Writer(s): Ever Rojas
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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