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They're drinkin' h8r-aid
They're drinkin' h8r-aid
They're drinkin' h8r-aid

Every day's a challenge just to keep some sorta balance between family, grind, and findin' time to cultivate my talents, don't insult me witchya malice, just consult my jinja phallus, all ya h8r-aid can fade away, go gulp that shit in gallons, as I break down the barriers of what is actually possible, cauz I see opportunity where most just see an obstacle, I'm feelin' lucky now,  the gauge needle's in the red, no time to fuck around, I'm stackin' up this jinja bread, I stepped my game up, I'm headed for the finish line, hungry for success, so you can bet right now it's dinner time, I'm stayin' motivated, both eyes on the end zone, I know I'll reach the top and feel like where did all my friends go, but that's besides the point, I'm steady pushin' towards my goals and smashin' through these obstacles, so that's just how the story goes, on my grind I stay aggressive, with my mind on my objective, so h8 all you want, let's what you get left with

Hook
Go drink ya h8r-aid cauz it's full of razorblades and you're only hurtin' you
I felt all the knives where I thought friends were behind me and I dealt with some nightmares but I won't give up on my dreams
Won't put this mic down, I'm in it til I die, until I say it's lights out the limit is the sky

Now I'd like to raise a toast to all you stupid brainless folks that constantly doubted me, the future's in my laserscope, you sat there makin' jokes but really shoulda been takin' notes, the moves that I'm about to make will slice open ya h8in' throats, cauz I'm the mastermind, plottin' your exact demise, watch as you get cast aside and rot into a fast decline, I'm bout to hit the gas, leave you bitches in the past, Time to go kick some ass so move or you'll get ripped in half, I got no fucks to give, some might say I'm up to shit, that's just how Rust is, I'm probably fuckin' drunk as piss, but the flow is sick, venomous like cobra spit, h8rs gonna h8 so fuck it, let's get this shit over with, supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, stupid coward fragile dipshit catch you by the throat bitch, torchin' every mic with enough heat to empty oceans the h8rs can suck on my pen is ferocious

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The limit is the sky, the limit is the sky, until I say it's lights out the limit is the sky
The limit is the sky, the limit is the sky, until I say it's lights out the limit is the sky

© 2023 Rev. Rust

H8r-aid

North Of Richmond (Remix)

North Of Richmond (Remix) [feat. Oliver Anthony Music]

Vol. 3: The Subliminal Verses

Before I Forget

All Hope Is Gone

Psychosocial

[Verse 1]
You ate like a cancer through everything I held dear.
You're asking forgiveness, but you will not find it here.
The promise is broken, it's too late the pain's been felt.
No matter what you do, you can't change the damage dealt.

[Hook]
My heart is an open wound that you pour your salt into.
My heart is an open wound that you pour your salt into.
My love is infected, I feel it decay, but I can't find the tears that will burn you away.
My heart is an open wound that you pour your salt into.

[Verse 2]
You twisted the truth in my back like a butcher knife.
You poisoned the roots and then watched as the garden died.
Your shadow still lingers, and it will not let me breathe.
I struggle to run, but I'm trapped in your guillotine.

[Hook]
My heart is an open wound that you pour your salt into.
My heart is an open wound that you pour your salt into.
My love is infected, I feel it decay, but I can't find the tears that will burn you away.
My heart is an open wound that you pour your salt into.

[Bridge]
These walls are closing tighter, a suffocating hold.
A wave that drags me under, where the shadows grow like mold.
I'm trapped within the wreckage of all you left behind.
A hollow empty echo that keeps preying on my fucking mind.

[Hook]
My heart is an open wound that you pour your salt into.
My heart is an open wound that you pour your salt into.
My love is infected, I feel it decay, but I can't find the tears that will burn you away.
My heart is an open wound that you pour your salt into.

[Outro]
My heart is an open wound that you pour your salt into.
My heart is an open wound that you pour your salt into.
That you pour your salt into.
That you pour your salt into.

Salt

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Salt

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