2 Dead Boys Lyrics - Woods, The Mighty

[Verse 1: Woods, The Mighty] 

Pushing these demons to the wind 

I'm telling them to get off me 

Everyday that I wake I wanna go right back to my coffin 

I'm ride or die with this rap shit 

Lock myself in this lab bitch 

Everyday 

That's all I do 

I think I need rehab quick 

Ooh goddamn I'm an addict 

With passion that's savage 

Not gonna stop 

Till I'm at the top 

Doing shows in the Playboy mansion 

This paradise in the land of night 

Write these poems by the candle light 

Its like like I'm a god 

Spit ambiance 

To these kids for a little bit of confidence 

This grave yard shift is never stopping 

Take these med's 

Fuck Mary Popping's 

Fuck the world 

Fuck everybody 

Light the match 

Then let it burn 

Then bump 

Everybody go bump 

Time to turn that bass high 

Then everybody say bump 

These horns on my head they creeping out 

Got names in your mouth just keep me out 

I'm spitting this image 

Euphoric admissions 

Admit it this kid is sick with it 

Ambitious 

He kill it with every verse that is written 

They sending him bet he is winning 

With every second hes been going in 

He did it no limits 

I'm finished with this 

Damn 

[Verse 2: Bunten] 

Back from the crypt with a bitch 

Everybody wanna talk shit 

But they never really talk shit 

When you walk in 

Walk up to a sucker 

And he's bout to get hit 

This shit it hits 

The shit it kicks 

In the back of your chest till a mother fucker sick 

I don't really wanna do this anymore 

B-B-B-Bunten 

Watchu leaving for? 

I'm not 

Get off my cock 

So you better back up 

Cause you bout to get rocked 

Socked 

Knocked right on your ass 

I'm coming for the game 

So you better run fast 

I got my nike's on with that breeze 

Pulling in on some G's 

You fucking with my team 

You better think twice about that dream 

Hey Bunten 

Can i tell you something 

Something that you never wanted anyone to know 

Remember when you talked to that one chick 

Then you found out that she was a hoe 

Damn boy that's like everyday 

You tryna play me but you just got played 

Cause I know your game's 

And I know your way's 

Your a dumb motherfucker with nothing to say 

Now I got you by your tounge 

Your looking real stupid and your slurring like (uhh..) 

Do you really wanna know how I spit fast 

It's the cash 

It's the mass 

It's the time 

Will it last 

It's the rise 

It's the fall 

It's the lift 

It's the crash 

It's the drive 

It ride 

It's the rhyme in the vibe 

It's the way that I'm coming out your speakers 

That shit 

Is the shit 

That helps 

Get me by 

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