azlyrics.biz
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

lunaku - txrror lyrics

Loading...

[verse 1: xxxtentacion]
ayy, pick up the pace
tell ’em why i ain’t find no haze
indeed i am ready, my outfit in vain
the needle in my vein, i’m falling asleep
king of the dead, i sever your head
when sh-t touch the river my reign will be fed
i touch the sky and bring life to the dead
i watch my demons become super saiyan
oh, i’m not an orphan
death, is my importance
rush, without a soul, many will fold
feeling my bones, i say again
oh, i’m not an orphan
death, is my importance
rush, without a soul, many will fold
feeling my bones, i say again

[interlude: xxxtentacion + (lunaku)]
found this out in sweden, a while ago
(yeah, lunaku)
(lunaku’ll destroy this track, b-tch)
it’s like, the more i explore the song, the more (yeah)
i explore different sounds, period (woah)
it’s like the more i fall in love with making music (terror, chh)
it’s nice, actually

[verse 2: lunaku]
i’ma acid on logic
terror is psychologic
peoples are psycopath, i can’t give a f-ck ’bout my head
yick-yack, i’m blackin’ out of the bed
jit’ ya’re f-g, i’d f-ck ’bout her head
terror is psycho’, terror is psychologic
psycopath, psycopath
aries conjucted with satan
sagitarian conjucted with the wildness freedom, full blatant
don’t give a f-ck, smoke’ll blunt
it’s a lie, i can’t tell y’all ’bout my pump
f-ck outboy, i make you sad
i’ll turn ya to sadboy, skunk boy
f-g’ boy, script boy, i script ’bout this f-ckin’ boys
they’ve give a f-ck ’bout his lead’ on the top, it’s a hard way f-ckin’ mad
fat chicks boy ’bout scripts boy, scripitin’ things on the wall
mickey tell’ll make y’all sad, run out the mall

[outro: lunaku]
i flex disney out the mall, i flex mickey out the mall
don’t yick-yack, give a black’ in his nervous, nervous boy
ya don’t think is a time to be f-ckin’ boy
oh well, little boy, tell’em what you think ’bout my world, little boy
terror is psychologic
peoples are psycopath, i can’t give a f-ck ’bout my head
terror is psychologic
peoples are psycopath, i can’t give a f-ck ’bout my head (head, head, head)



Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS

Loading...