PROD. SIXTHELLS

LYRICS

Once again Dont try but I make it quick
Second try track but they dont know this
Im Dressed all black 
But my face stay numb
If you cross my path
Better spray that gun
Aint insane 
Just stoned
Flip it off The phone
Then they drop dead
Aint afraid
Just done
With the stupid taughts
Deep down in my head

I crawled in my shell
Got crucified in my own hell
Same place I found myself
Things were right before I fell (x2)

Back from the crypt
Walking down the hill
Its dark out raining still
Comming towards end (x2)

Hopes gone
I Stay cold
No hope
Just Stay froze
Made a phone call
Narcotic down the road
Thats for sure
Stacking mud and stacking doe
Take ur smile off ur face 
You just a bitch thats for sure
Shadow never leave a trace

I crawled in my shell
Got crucified in my own hell
Same place I found myself
Things were right before I fell (x2)

From The Crypt

Sixthells