kill ebola 

pulling chord till i catch bluff while they making fun i go and have fun uh
making more till im fucked up do you think i matter never felt like one
scattered room in dusty dome 
u wanna be wrath let me know 
everything turned nothing 
one day youll learn 
insert clever something another 
nest for the birds

gullyspit

gully going to the place where the stillborn age slow
bad ideas and they come in by the case load
filled up with metal he just like a  pay phone
weed like a terror cell 
everything growing at home
head on spike 
leaving blood on the throne
i hate the underground 
cause of the clones
she wants to hate me
but I make her
filled up with acid i feel like a battery
scraping the bowl it look black as a crow
i see the residue all on the plastic 
and all of the numbers are covered in snow
hang from the rope 
hung like a body bag
hooks in shoulder
they cannot fuck with the red devil soldier 
in for the kill 
closeup
leave the rest to the Ebola
bitch we got ‘em like

wrath w/ gullyspit [prod. kill ebola + gullyspit]

Kill Ebola