Production by Mxnty
Mixed by Smoke Bomb
Mastered by Smrx

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[Intro: Smoke Bomb & Ashley Quintana]
I can't ever get these headphones-
I had to fix the gain otherwise I'd be too loud in this shit, yuh, yuh (Smoke Bomb)

[Hook: Smoke Bomb]
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (Die)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (Die)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (Die)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (Dying for the Image, Die)

[Verse 1: Smoke Bomb & Ashley Quintana]
Blood fell to my feet from the knife (Smoke)
It was sacrifice
Dig you out
Kick you in your face for not acting right
Put a cloth inside of their mouth
Then a ziptie (Fear Nothing Bitch!)
Rip their bone from gum
Take a piss where they sleep at night

[Hook: Smoke Bomb]
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (Dying for the Image, Die)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (Die)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (Die)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (Dying for the Image, Die)

[Verse 2: Smoke Bomb]
Falling to the top
It get thicker as it grow
Tell my mommy "I can't stop"
Tell my daddy "My Name's Noel"
Only act on impulse
Hurt myself if the feeling right
Make em drop the needle
Take a piss where they sleep at night

[Hook: Smoke Bomb]
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (Dying for the Image, Die)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (Die)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (Die)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (Psycho, Dying for the Image, Die)

[Verse 3: Inwood's Ghost]
Psychosis breakdown, nah, fuck that 
Stay mental, Yeah, ripped out like dentals
Im inside your mental
Breakdown, no changes 
All out, im raging
You're sweetened you maggot
Cashed out like bandits

[Hook: Smoke Bomb]
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (Dying for the Image, Die)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (Die)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (Die)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (Dying for the Image, Die)

[Verse 4: Inwood's Ghost]
With my fist im connecting like Bluetooth 
Like some sirens i swear that you will move 
You can’t find me I swear you need blues clues 
shadow stepping what you reppin, no issue fucked up no bender, blade tucked might insert
poking your stepper, cucked up you watcher

[Outro]
God give me the serenity to accept things which cannot be changed; Give me courage to change things which must be changed; And the wisdom to distinguish one from the other.
Free Frank Benjis

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