Hanged, Drawn and Quartered lyrics
by Michael Seyer
[Verse 1]
Straight up, I'm tweaking, I'm slaying the b*tch
Might end up leaving and hating the b*tch
Hate it or love it, that b*tch never f*cked me
I'm f*cking disgusted, I'm f*cking disgusting
A freak
I am all up on this beat
And I am just freezing
A fiend with some feelings
So cold, oh no, act like I don't know
Of course I f*cking know b*tch
I f*cked the flow b*tch
I'll punt a ho b*tch
A punk, I don't sh*t
Pump up the dough b*tch
Smoke up the dro
This blunt is my downfall and now I feel slow b*tch
Ha ha wait
I don't give a f*ck what f*ckboys say
I was on a mission to get money all day
Middle of a breakthrough and i froze in my place
A flow with a fade that go up in a blaze
[Verse 2]
Drugs grope emotions
Boy do me some harm
Done cocaine twice, so the third times a charm
I can't rewind, so just ring the alarm
I've come too damn far, I've come too damn far
Losing my marbles
Just a couple scars and they're all on my arm
But really far though?
Flaws flow deep in a river full of sorrow
Thought I'd be lost when you speak
But I'm in a war to defeat
With what I really want and what I really need
Searching for something
I'm certain I'm numb to the serpents that come to the surface
When I'm just a person that was just a wordsmith
Have puns as I worsen and f*ck for desire and lust
I am just tired as f*ck
Tired of hoes lying
Me I'm just stuck
Feet in the mud
Seek shelter as hell on earth blackens lungs
After the sun come down
We'll go back to the funk and get f*cked up for fun