K.Yz - No Halo Lyrics

Thorns on my head, horns on my head
Feel the blood pouring from my head
Lord I’m a dead soul
Lord I’m a dead soul
I got, thorns on my head, horns on my head
Feel the blood pouring from my head
Lord I’m a dead soul
Lord I’m a dead soul
They hate when you talk deep shit fine, I keep my thoughts secret
This concrete shit ain't for the weaklin’, wreakin’ of herbs
Thinkin’ of ways to sequence the verbs
For all my n****s sleep on the curb, feeding the urge
Fiendin’, and nerves tweakin’ and words screamin’ unheard
Demons emerge, weaken, then schemin’ occurs
As evil a curse as life is
Is death as dark as light is (Mwah)
Goodnight kiss
Hi kids, do you like violence?
Do you like white sinuses your highness?
Do you got all the Iverson’s for my sins?
Has it been all lies since you got ya’ license?
I sense a crisis
ISIS ain't like this ice is, it’s frightening
My pigment might just go extinct
Bullets, the pig men let go at me
Like the pigskin they throw at me
On that knee
With white red in blue flown at me
Man I ain't even tryna’ go that deep
(Naw go head speak!)
Hold that beat
Now let the man speak now, let him speak
I'm on fire like Cristov, I'm pissed off n***a
I stand up to get my fits off n***a
They expect me to be Rick Ross bigger
Swear I been tryna’ keep me fists off n****s, but I’ma fix y'all n****s
Have you ever had to risk all n***a?
Was you born into a pit fall n***a?
Ever went without a piss stall n***a?
Ever had to hit a lick off n****s?
The same n****s that you lived off n***a?
Bullets ever barely missed y'all n****s, whiss’ pass y'all and hit y'all n****s?
Watch the last breathe exit y'all n****s
Shit y'all n****s ain't ready to die fo’
This what we alive fo’
Can't get in the front do', we kick in the side do'
We ain't punchin‘ nine to five and we ain't kickin‘ wit‘ Five-O
Don't know if it's God but eyes up to skies though
White Henny and California kush got my eyes low
I know momma praying for me but I still gotta ride though I got
Thorns on my head, horns on my head
Feel the blood pouring from my head
Lord I’m a dead soul
Lord I’m a dead soul
I got, thorns on my head, horns on my head
Feel the blood pouring from my head
Lord I’m a dead soul
Lord I’m a dead soul
Everywhere that I go
Demons seem to follow
Will I see tomorrow, I don't know
Oppers wanting me dead
Too much blood being shed
No halos on my head, no halos on my head
Everywhere that I go
Demons seem to follow
Will I see tomorrow, I don’t know
Oppers wanting me dead
Too much blood being shed
No halos on my head no halos on my head

Thorns on my head, horns on my head
Feel the blood pouring from my head
Lord I’m a dead soul
Lord I’m a dead soul
I got, thorns on my head, horns on my head
Feel the blood pouring from my head
Lord I’m a dead soul
Lord I’m a dead soul
They hate when you talk deep shit fine, I keep my thoughts secret
This concrete shit ain't for the weaklin’, wreakin’ of herbs
Thinkin’ of ways to sequence the verbs
For all my n****s sleep on the curb, feeding the urge
Fiendin’, and nerves tweakin’ and words screamin’ unheard
Demons emerge, weaken, then schemin’ occurs
As evil a curse as life is
Is death as dark as light is (Mwah)
Goodnight kiss
Hi kids, do you like violence?
Do you like white sinuses your highness?
Do you got all the Iverson’s for my sins?
Has it been all lies since you got ya’ license?
I sense a crisis
ISIS ain't like this ice is, it’s frightening
My pigment might just go extinct
Bullets, the pig men let go at me
Like the pigskin they throw at me
On that knee
With white red in blue flown at me
Man I ain't even tryna’ go that deep
(Naw go head speak!)
Hold that beat
Now let the man speak now, let him speak
I'm on fire like Cristov, I'm pissed off n***a
I stand up to get my fits off n***a
They expect me to be Rick Ross bigger
Swear I been tryna’ keep me fists off n****s, but I’ma fix y'all n****s
Have you ever had to risk all n***a?
Was you born into a pit fall n***a?
Ever went without a piss stall n***a?
Ever had to hit a lick off n****s?
The same n****s that you lived off n***a?
Bullets ever barely missed y'all n****s, whiss’ pass y'all and hit y'all n****s?
Watch the last breathe exit y'all n****s
Shit y'all n****s ain't ready to die fo’
This what we alive fo’
Can't get in the front do', we kick in the side do'
We ain't punchin‘ nine to five and we ain't kickin‘ wit‘ Five-O
Don't know if it's God but eyes up to skies though
White Henny and California kush got my eyes low
I know momma praying for me but I still gotta ride though I got
Thorns on my head, horns on my head
Feel the blood pouring from my head
Lord I’m a dead soul
Lord I’m a dead soul
I got, thorns on my head, horns on my head
Feel the blood pouring from my head
Lord I’m a dead soul
Lord I’m a dead soul
Everywhere that I go
Demons seem to follow
Will I see tomorrow, I don't know
Oppers wanting me dead
Too much blood being shed
No halos on my head, no halos on my head
Everywhere that I go
Demons seem to follow
Will I see tomorrow, I don’t know
Oppers wanting me dead
Too much blood being shed
No halos on my head no halos on my head