Macabre by Chuck Glasses Lyrics
[Intro]
Ummm, shouts to Bill Cosby
You were my main influence
Before you started getting people under the influence...
[Verse 1]
Ima walking pharmacy, sipping and poppin pills till the death of me
Rest in peace, shorten my life expectancy
Don't mind if I die young, strung out
So this song that I'm making might be my last one
Get some novacane to numb the pain
Benzos seize my brain, if I need another Xanax I'll go insane
Blacked out on this black couch
You better watch out with that smart mouth
Excuse me if i go slouch, excuse me if I go slump
And need a stomach pump cuz I can't stomach much
But I'll gladly chew your face off, like Big Meech no bath salts
Just skinned my knees on the asphalt
Cuz they chasin
Knees chaffed abrasive
They only calm because I was blaitent, to impatient
Afar from latent
They talked about the fact that I go harder Satan
And for some reason they can't stomach that statement
[Verse 2]
Yo... Young Glasses on bottles
Hit my wife, but I fuck models
And now I got a houndred dollar bills fallin right out of my wallet
Just kidding... I got a lint filled pocket
Talking to myself again, I think I'm my only friend
This never ends
But... We on a different intellect, throwing thunder at your neck, check
You a stupid mother fucker and I mean disrespect
I hope you die slow, so I could watch you suffer
Suffocate you with a pillow right under the covers
Then... Write an apology letter to your mother
Ummm, shouts to Bill Cosby
You were my main influence
Before you started getting people under the influence...
[Verse 1]
Ima walking pharmacy, sipping and poppin pills till the death of me
Rest in peace, shorten my life expectancy
Don't mind if I die young, strung out
So this song that I'm making might be my last one
Get some novacane to numb the pain
Benzos seize my brain, if I need another Xanax I'll go insane
Blacked out on this black couch
You better watch out with that smart mouth
Excuse me if i go slouch, excuse me if I go slump
And need a stomach pump cuz I can't stomach much
But I'll gladly chew your face off, like Big Meech no bath salts
Just skinned my knees on the asphalt
Cuz they chasin
Knees chaffed abrasive
They only calm because I was blaitent, to impatient
Afar from latent
They talked about the fact that I go harder Satan
And for some reason they can't stomach that statement
[Verse 2]
Yo... Young Glasses on bottles
Hit my wife, but I fuck models
And now I got a houndred dollar bills fallin right out of my wallet
Just kidding... I got a lint filled pocket
Talking to myself again, I think I'm my only friend
This never ends
But... We on a different intellect, throwing thunder at your neck, check
You a stupid mother fucker and I mean disrespect
I hope you die slow, so I could watch you suffer
Suffocate you with a pillow right under the covers
Then... Write an apology letter to your mother