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8corpses - hits lyrics

[verse 1: ouija macc]
(ooh ooh huuh!) (devereaux)
i ain’t really tripping on sh+t (nah)
i ain’t making hit songs imma take a hit load that bong rip
back on that murder sh+t
my kids splash she gurgle it
imma get the bag that’s permanent
had the model 3 for like 4 years and i still ain’t have to service it (hol’ up)
middle finger to the government give a f+ck who loving it
posted in back with the chapter the covenant now i’m the sh+t and i ain’t got to shovel it (nah!)
see what i’m doing well i’m about to double it
got what i need if i don’t ima summon it (come wit it)
hit after hit i be making notes
tombstone say do the most (do the most!)
b+tch can’t see me at all (nah!)
talking about how she seen a ghost (ooh)
hit after hit i be going off (yeah)
stay in that paint til i’m comatose (comotose)
ouija forever been ten toes every verse a momento (hol’ up)
letting ’em know it ain’t nothing identical
hit after hit til i’m hitting that pinnacle
sin for my city my city be cynical
shoot up your house til that sh+t looking liminal (booom!)
air it out (huuh, yuh!) clear it out (hol’ up)
i do the sh+t that they hear about
they do the sh+t i don’t care about (yuuh!)
[verse 2: 8corpses]
hit after hit i be taking those
hit after hit i be making those
hit after hit i be taking those
hit after hit i be making those
where i’m headed well who knows this life ain’t a free throw
trauma dunking on me peace of mind hasn’t found me though
sh+ll of what i once was like pistachio
smokin’ on dro takin a toke not taking a toast
shut the f+ck up y’all verbose
wish she loved me the way she love dope
i don’t know, i don’t know where to go (oh)

[chorus: 8corpses]
hit after hit i be taking those (oh!)
hit after hit i be making those (fo sho!)
my brain a carousel misunderstood individual
dejected heretic insomnia i battle it [x2]

[verse 3: 8corpses]
demented in my deoxyribonucleic acid
went from abusing acid to feeling h+lla f+cking rancid
people bamboozled
that man sinned took a hit one that was rather gargantuan and my mind expanded
been thru times i could hardly ever manage nothings been handed
moving the game to the side like i just indented
leaving more than a dent amongst these harvey dents
yall are so dense sometimes life doesn’t make any f+cking sense
back and forth with my thoughts like a t++ter totter
i know who were there for me in my darkest hour
(whoop whoop)
my existence has been fractured
shut the f+ck up i don’t wanna hear you motherf+ckers
focus on yourself that is pertinent
don’t let your doubt k!ll you that is permanent
people love you no matter what or hate you no matter what
but your life shouldn’t be contingent on if they give a f+ck

- 8corpses lyrics

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