KMS lyrics
by atlas
[Intro: Anomaly]
f*cking big di*k b*tch in the house
Motherf*cking cuck Swede in the building (skrrt)
(Wah, wah) It's ya boi from Sweden, but it ain't PewDiePie
It's Anomaly and I wanna kill myself
Depression
[Verse 1: Anomaly]
Just hit a lick, sold a couple of grams and a brick
Celebrate with a line and a high class hoe on my di*k
That b*tch thicc, lean's got me sick
Pour up promethazine syrup, add some Sprite and stir up
Laced a joint with salt, hallucinated
Drug induced spree, my b*tch mutilated
Delusional thoughts of depression cloud my head
Voices whispering I should be dead
Wanting to end my life, shoot myself
Grandpa's gun locker sawed off twelve
Load up a shell, suicide letter, farewell
I'm going to hell
Everything black but the pain agonizing
Open my eyes, unappetizing
[Chorus: Anomaly]
Half of my brain on the wall but I'm still alive
Wobblin down through the hall, I can barely drive
Swearvin all over the street, saying goodbye in a tweet
Death bitter sweet
[Verse 2: atlas]
f*ck! Aye, I wanna die
I do not know why the f*ck I'm alive
Slitting my wrists with the blade on my side
I dip it in lean then I take it and slice
Very depressed, I'm always upset
Am I suicidal? (yep, you bet)
All of this money and all of these checks
Ain't enough to make me take the noose off my neck
f*ck, y'all don't know me tho
Please hit my car with a f*cking torpedo
Got a bad b*tch, looking good in a speedo
Talking that sh*t I'ma shoot like a free throw
Need me a hoe to shoot me in the face
With a Glock 'til my brain is all over the place
I want to launch myself out into space
So I can sell aliens MDMA