Unknown The Plague - Tammy Devaul Lyrics

What you heard about a Seance
I talk to the dead and pray for some
Double cup I'm smoking up all the subs
Going dumb like Billy Madison uh
Afterlife there ain't one
Atlas now holding up the sun
Shine that light through the grey clouds
Right moves to make on plum island sound
I'm about a dime a dozen now
Copycats turn them all to clowns
My lane is high off of the ground
Still my grave has become my house
Yuh
Happiness is a drought
I taught myself now figure it out
My brain is falling out of my mouth
Grey snow in my nose I'm plowed
Pussy ass bitch tryna steal my shit
Better keep your head down in your whip
Emptying the clip
Tydec you a bitch
Gonna wind up in stitches talking like a snitch
Step to me I'm a take you down
Mean mugging when I'm thugging
Only seeing my frown
Ain't no hoes down
When you coming from A-Town
Man I'm throwing up the set when
12 running round
Half a pound
Break it down
Pocket full of checks
That I'm cashing now
666 bands in my pocket how
Ate the shrooms
Bouta quarter to noon
Too loud
Still drove to switch
Trippin balls shouldn't drive
But no one else will
What a thrill
$uicide on my mind
Got hives
From the Mary
Smoke burning my eyes
Got a couple plays to make
No lie
Red fucking the seat to the car while we ride
Now He tripping out fuckin a bitch on the side
Legs spreading wide
Trying to turn a hoe to a wife

Ducking with your olive oil looking ass bitch
Fuckboi was a casual perry this shit
On the hunt ripping up a cunt
All the bitches want this
But a hoe don't know
Unknown never stunt
Wanna dip
Me too
Count a clip
That's it
Got my money in my pocket
And the blade on my hip
Lean in my cup
Mushrooms in the pit
Of my stomach I must admit
I'm bouta trip
Platinum bands around 2 slit wrists
Oh the blood so good gotta give it a lick
Look into my eyes see your demise
Body oxidized
Full a bugs and flys
But once you realize
You were meant to fly
It'll be too late now say goodbye
Committing crimes
With no alibi
Homicide always on my mind
Yeah I said it before
Crave suicide
Till the day I die
Maybe pacify
The voices in my head they drowning me I
Can not sleep or find peace yet I still wonder why
Synapses now scattered beneath all the heaps of the baggage I bottled and drowned With the rye