Grim Salvo & Witchouse 40k - QUEEN LEECH
(No no no no no)
No light, I been seein' ghost eyes
Low life, stayin' wicked 'til my soul dies
Cold spine turning crooked, make the bones cry
Set me with a scythe on my side, I ain't gon' die
Fill the coffin, I decay on these mothafuckas
I been fillin' up some graves wit' these mothafuckas
Ayy, ta-talk to me, I leave a body full ghosts that can hardly breathe, blegh
Breathing in the fumes from the tomb makes me nauseous
But now I've gathered all remnants for the cauldron
The stench emitting from the mixture, truly noxious
The stage is set, it's time to throw away the caution
I bit, the prize just sounded too delicious
I been haunted by the sanguinary visions
Of a fortress covered in moss and ammunition
With a moat surrounding it to keep out all my bad decisions, oh woah
Oh woah, poppin' bane of the wolf
Monk's hood on my dome when I've gone astray in my woe
Down low, I keep my voice to hide the pain when I talk
The cemetery callin' me, so fuck it, I'ma let it breathe and get to barking Thought about cutting my veins but I won't
Another dawn in the woods and another day without hope
Hunting rabbits, my eyes shine at the base of an oak
I have completed my shrine, growing horns, now you're talking to a goat
No light, I been seein' ghost eyes
Low life, stayin' wicked 'til my soul dies
Cold spine turning crooked, make the bones cry
Set me with a scythe on my side, I ain't gon' die
Fill the coffin, I decay on these mothafuckas
I been fillin' up some graves wit' these mothafuckas
Ayy, ta-talk to me, I leave a body full ghosts that can hardly breathe, blegh
I been walking with my demons, I've been rottin' with ease
I'm broken, stompin' out the coffin, on the block with fiends
I'm first degree, I'm cursed, in the hearse I sleep
Ain't nobody put in work out the dirt with me
Bodies in the grave, Haunted House, we gon' hold it down
Parasite your whereabouts, skully full of rounds
Drop 'em and they break, bullet sounds make 'em turn around
Run 'em down, I'm the bully, it's the word of mouth
In my coffin with a lock around it
Seen a couple bad things I don't talk about
Bodies bleeding, break your conscious, you ain't walk without it
And I been wicked in your dreams, seen 'em falling down
I'm steady walking up on 'em, they fall and drop in the grave
I knock your bones out of body, your skull engulfed in the flames
I bottle all of the pain up inside my soul 'til it breaks
And I've been decayed and alone, but I hold my own with the gang
Blood spilling up on the minds of the eyes that await
Bodies falling up on the side of the guys in the way
N-n-no pleasures up in the cold where the time go to waste
I've seen the cracks up on the walls, leave your life in decay
Blegh
No light, I been seein' ghost eyes
Low life, stayin' wicked 'til my soul dies
Soul dies—spine turning crooked, make the bones cry
Bones cry—scythe on my side, I ain't gon' die
Fill the coffin, I decay on these mothafuckas
Mothafuckas—fillin' up some graves wit' these mothafuckas
Ayy, ta-talk to me, I leave a body full ghosts that can hardly breathe, blegh
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
No life, all you'll hear is your ghost cry
Low light, writhing vivid under cold skies
No lie, all you'll hear is your ghost cry
Low light, writhing vivid under cold skies
Oh my, I'm Hyperion, you gon' die
Low life, stayin' wicked till my soul dies
Yes we all know you spoke lies, ghosts cry
Let it rot, dead flies, middle of the daylight
Got a couple bad habits, gotta whole bundle of clips for your ass
Just a bitch in a dirt basket, ayy, ah
I'ma go water your crypt every day with this dick like a radish
Time to put you out to pasture, kill every night with my pips like
I'm Gladys All you'll hear is your ghost cry
Low light, writhing vivid under cold skies
All you'll hear is your ghost cry
Low light, writhing vivid under cold skies
(Vivid under cold ski—)
(Vivid under cold ski—)
(Vivid under cold ski—)
Woo