White Noise by Grafhic Lyrics
Verse 1
I’m seeing voices and hearing shadows
So locked the doors and shut the windows
Cause as soon as i start creeping again
I’m coming to your house for the fucking weekend
And locking you up to play a few fun games
Like tie up Slim Jesus and bash out his brains
Ill cut his arms open and rip out his veins
With just three bars
This is worst than me shooting at cars
So you can call me crazy or call me insane
Either way your getting soaked in butane
And lit up like a fucking marshmallow
This is a camp fire bitch, yes my chest is hollow
Ill eat you up like the cannibals in wrong turn
Then bundle your bones up and see if they burn
I want you to know whats it like to stop breathing
So if any other rapper comes at me he won’t be leaving
He’ll be tied up in my trunk with his brains leaking
And his tongue cut out so he could stop speaking
Because he don’t spit this twisted raw
But I’m chopping his body up wit a chainsaw
Verse 2
I’m still restless
Got thoughts of stealing ya neck bitch
I’m broke as fuck and i don’t have to make sense
So i want you to watch while I sniff a line of cocaine and gun powder
Just so i can feel like Superman and stomp louder
When I’m fucked up I’m not what you wanna encounter
Cause ill do so much heroin that I get blood flow pains
And cut my arms open just to scratch my veins
Then ride passenger down the interstate popping bars
Hang out the window sideways and start shooting at cars
Wake up the next day seeing stars
My body cut up wit scars
But if Anybody pops off I'm still coming outta pocket
I'm off topic, like cutting ya eyes balls out the socket
This style is just something you can't rock wit
I'm crazy, psychotic you can't stop it
I'll Cut ya face with a razor blade
Pull the pen out the grenade
And tell you to hold on
Tick tock boom now fa fucking arm is gone
I’m seeing voices and hearing shadows
So locked the doors and shut the windows
Cause as soon as i start creeping again
I’m coming to your house for the fucking weekend
And locking you up to play a few fun games
Like tie up Slim Jesus and bash out his brains
Ill cut his arms open and rip out his veins
With just three bars
This is worst than me shooting at cars
So you can call me crazy or call me insane
Either way your getting soaked in butane
And lit up like a fucking marshmallow
This is a camp fire bitch, yes my chest is hollow
Ill eat you up like the cannibals in wrong turn
Then bundle your bones up and see if they burn
I want you to know whats it like to stop breathing
So if any other rapper comes at me he won’t be leaving
He’ll be tied up in my trunk with his brains leaking
And his tongue cut out so he could stop speaking
Because he don’t spit this twisted raw
But I’m chopping his body up wit a chainsaw
Verse 2
I’m still restless
Got thoughts of stealing ya neck bitch
I’m broke as fuck and i don’t have to make sense
So i want you to watch while I sniff a line of cocaine and gun powder
Just so i can feel like Superman and stomp louder
When I’m fucked up I’m not what you wanna encounter
Cause ill do so much heroin that I get blood flow pains
And cut my arms open just to scratch my veins
Then ride passenger down the interstate popping bars
Hang out the window sideways and start shooting at cars
Wake up the next day seeing stars
My body cut up wit scars
But if Anybody pops off I'm still coming outta pocket
I'm off topic, like cutting ya eyes balls out the socket
This style is just something you can't rock wit
I'm crazy, psychotic you can't stop it
I'll Cut ya face with a razor blade
Pull the pen out the grenade
And tell you to hold on
Tick tock boom now fa fucking arm is gone