Rope lyrics

[INTRO]
Tale of a rope swinging
Tale a neck ringing
Tale of a grave digging
Tale of a late killing
Tale of king
Tale of god
Tale of a f*cking disease

b*tch I can hear it
b*tch I can see it
I hope it’s coming for me

[VERSE 1]

Cutting up kilo
When I feel low
I ain’t f*cking with nobody
Got a ratchet to the peephole
Ay
f*cking up the deal
That illegal
I ain’t f*cking w my life
I’m getting loaded desert eagle

Puking while I’m dripping
Of the rock
I been keeping it inside
But the pain won’t stop
Ay
f*cking with me heavy when I pop
Give yo ass a couple weeks
Not a word pin drop
Ay
Huh
Square up get f*cked
Bully bully with the pump
Trashman gonna dump
Trash gang level up
Pill bottles on the floor
I been wanting more
I been feeling numb
Still using like a whore
I been wanting war
Steady with the drum

CHORUS:
Tale of a rope swinging
Tale a neck ringing
Tale of a grave digging
Tale of a late killing

Tale of king
Tale of god
Tale of a f*cking disease

b*tch, I can hear it
b*tch, I can see it
I hope it’s coming for me

[VERSE 2]

I don’t wanna hear your f*cking pity
Spit up my on di*k it’s all the benefit
I need to f*cking help me
L f*cking test me
Iron grips like tearing flesh from teeth and gritting
I ain't been away I just been hearing screaming ears is ringing
Demons empty out my body
Wear me just to f*cking haunt me
With the sh*t I do
The mirror I used to look
Stands abused
I’m mangled beaten bloody
Body dangles
From there throats
Like what’s the damage
I just did what I was f*cking told