Swagged Out Like Soulja Boy (prod. 27REEVES)

@heavensnight0

day after 2morrow
char em
flame at and discard em
hangman shit and draw em
washing grey matter up off me
y’all can pray that ain’t gon solve it
day after 2morrow

garbage pail child
spellbound
out their misery, won’t take em
hell nah, hell’s hot
got em shitting bricks, ain’t check the mailbox
shellshocked
anytime might catch me off the rails I crailslide
tailslide

when I go salem’s lot
bloodied this tee, cost me like three
it’s not yves saint laurent
got meds on me might n.o.d.
feel like I’m dwayne the rock
that levee break I levitate
& be criss angel high
death, decay, & graves 2 plot

got em shook
got em scared stiff
tryna get 2 me
won’t get a foot, not a square inch
try some fishy shit, ain’t off the hook
get caught like bare skin
get caught up in my neck of the woods
I go blair witch

day after 2morrow
char em
flame at and discard em
hangman shit and draw em
washing grey matter up off me
y’all can pray that ain’t gon solve it
day after 2morrow

day after 2morrow (hn)

@heavensnight0

riding w it
shit get Road Wild
bug ridden, pussy mudslinging & get hosed down
chop, chop
add 2 the fire, shit gon go south
last of the dying
this bitch looking like a ghost town

flies on the windscreen, blood on the windshield
can’t shake this feeling
it ain’t windchill
flies on the windscreen, blood on the windshield
can’t shake this feeling
I can’t sit still

I can't sit straight
hysterical when I blackout- not for display
board the windows for we crack down every which way
we go hammerhead & turn this glass house 2 fish tank
here’s your big break

lambs for the slaughter, moment of silence
new camcorder for all this video violence
New Jack- carve at your arteries, I’m the violinist
might do em grimy, nosediving

bitch it’s a man down
dropping shit like ten pounds
highlight where they texting shit and press down
nightlight go fluorescent, leave you stressed out
my files so forensic, don’t get x’d out

riding with it
bitch we Souled Out
catch serpents in grass lurking, they get mowed down
chop, chop
add 2 the fire, shit gonna go south
last of the dying
this bitch look just like a ghost town

flies on the windscreen, blood on the windshield
can’t shake this feeling
it ain’t windchill
flies on the windscreen, blood on the windshield
can’t shake this feeling
I can’t sit still

flies on the windscreen (hn)

@heavensnight0

what you want? what you need?
I’ll let you catch up 2 speed
try not 2 get cut 2 deep
count my shit like 1,2,3

what you need?

hauling dirt
homicidal thoughts, I damn near bought a hearse
stall the clerks
gone before they call the jerks
call a nurse
all disperse, right up off this earth
they at a loss for words
press the gas & wreck for all it’s worth
I crash shit off the curb

how’s it hanging?
Christ straight out the manger, not your savior
off the pavement, noggins bounce like rain
you on my doppler radar
doppelgangers
on em drop an anchor
I go boston strangler
bottle anger, I don’t talk 2 strangers
my hoes dominatrix

all these baphomet dreams
rock like Bad Luck 13
need a sucker bitch 2 bust some scripts for cash up my sleeve
all this blasphemy puzzling & baffling me
do the math for me, something just don’t add up 2 me

filling cavities
sinking shit like dracula teeth
bet there’s ash on me when you hear my dragula screech
they just crash dummies
fuck around get wrapped underneath
just some Casualties
get your dumb punk ass put 2 sleep
put you deep

dopeman (hn)

it all boils down 2 this
they’re out 2 get me- I’m confident in that, count on it
worn out again
recognize myself, not one bit
reconciling’s out the window, howling
just werewolf skin & skeletons in my closet begging for acknowledgement
snap out if it

my darkest hour

universal monster, the common consensus
widely accepted, I expect it
not depressed
cleansed through audio-engine
surprised I’m not ever
died nine times already
I digress in…

my darkest hour

terror tower, these walls surrounding
same ball & chain that I walk around with
feel lost without it
my downfall, downtrodden
all crows accounted
just taunt the crowd
strike awe- astounding

from the gallows that I swing
come all, corral over in sync
watch my shadow as I sink
not as shallow as you’d think
as I’d hope
fasten the rope
morale low, it’s extinct
when that valve opens, don’t blink

day after 2morrow (hn)

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