full of hell

Garden of Burning Apparitions

All Bells Ringing

Reeking Tunnels

Forced Collective Introspection

Aurora Leaking from an Open Wound

Blinding Erasure

Bestial Devastation

Antichrist (Re-Recorded)

The Above

But A Dream...

I ain’t around the town in my house smoking OG 
Need a Bajillion in my true religion jeans no I’m not a fiend I just wanna smoke some weeeeed 
Bitch its eye for an eye bitch this ain’t no Gandhi 
No shirt on greasy like I’m randy 
Bitch I need more like my name is Mandy 
Ain’t shit sweet like some fuckin candy
And this blunt gon take me higher like it’s name was fucking Creed 

Feel like Scott Stapp bitch singing National anthem 
Make me mad ima throw a fuckin tantrum 
Did my dance and they thought I’m having spasms 
I’m being serious they thought I was sarcastic 
Did you hear what happened 
Man I heard it was really tragic 
Fuckin with QNASTY! And they disappear like magic 
Yea I wanna smoke me a blunt but only got a light ass sweet aromatic 
So I go to the store and get me a Dark ass backwood 
Ion wanna talk like a kid with a tablet 
White boy bitch no I ain’t rabbit 
I got bit by a squirrel I think I’m rabid 
Wrapping up the pounds in the mf plastic 
Weed smell good weed smell fantastic 
Smoking all these blunts ask my doctor why I feel asthmatic 
Piss me off you gon die bitch I’m so dramatic 
Made that boy do a flip yea he acrobatic 
(CHORUS)
Feel like Scott stapp when he fell off the fuckin balcony 
T.I. Saved his life google that if you don’t believe in me 
No I don’t wanna hear your music 
It easily displeases me 
Man I got watch my back they look at me strategically 
Bitch I’m stackin all this cash like I got a fuckin creamery 
Increasingly smoking the greenery til I fleetingly change the scenery 
Know you bout to die if you try deceiving me 
Yea it’s overkill bitch yea we shot his body repeatedly 
I walk out in the sun belt buckle go bling 
Got a pound of the green my razor chocolate go ring ring 
They don’t know my name like the mf Ting Tings 
That’s okay yea we swaggin everyday 
Yea he sink like a stone like fucking Coldplay bitch it’s my way or the highway thousand roaches in the ashtray getting high all day

CREED

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