Can't you feel the fucking heat burning through my skin?
Might as well just resurrect the beast from within
Can't you feel the fucking heat burning through my skin?
Might as well just resurrect the beast from within
You'll meet my long teeth, fucker
Bust through your fucking face
Dead cold, fucking cold
Came to fuck your skull
Broken bones, burnt out home
Body on the road
Dead cold, fucking cold
Came to fuck your skull
Broken bone, burnt out home
Body on the road
Mainline liquid
Post-mortem, switch it up
Triple 9, the digits
Loose lips get sewn shut
Sever off the stiff ends
Piss-poor performance punk
Razor wire gripping
A bed of thorns, mangled up
Abandoned house music
Squad booming triple up
Hand to hand, y'all camp, y'all fought
L.A. dweller, Crip, and cut
The power's out, my eyes is shut
No love liars, your lives is fucked
Flat footed, bottoms up
TKO, take three, go hard, win
Can't you feel the fucking heat burning through my skin?
Might as well just resurrect the beast from within
Might come in town, off that nightmare
Left an effer walking to that pale dirt
Slow, can you take a break?
Man-made machine, heart on fleek
Can you take a stretch?
Down to the fucking grave
Can't outstay your wake
Leave hell, cross the beach
Came up stuck, severed teeth
All hail, terrify
Wake the fuck you up
I'll fuck you up
Dead cold, fucking cold
Came to fuck your skull
Broken bone, burnt out home
Body on the road
Dead cold, fucking cold
Came to fuck your skull
Broken bone, burnt out home
Body on the road
Dead cold, fucking cold
Came to fuck your skull
Broken bone, burnt out home
Body on the road
Holes through my hoodies from ashing blunts
I face the mirror, coldest breaths in cyphers
With Donald Trump, I'm Stuntman Mike
I'm death proof, no Lex Cruse
I let loose, Superman
Death in his kryptonite, it's fright night
Lose your head, nigga, you blinked twice
The movie ain't fun when you live it
Hotel room spinning, shit leak in my linens
Fuck, this like a near death experience
Crash into your mainframe
Near death experience, it's us against your mainframe
I just make the shit rain
Swerving out a different lane
Burning all these paper planes
Open grave machine, that's the OGKIM
That's the OGKIM, open grave machine
Motherfucker, that's the OG
The outside temperature is minus five degrees Celsius
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