The Museum Of Dead Wifery

These zombie tips will eat your body up
Jolly while I slaughter ya
Pistol skilled in judo
And my choppa know karate
Rob the jewels and burn the bodies up
Fill em with disease
While that pistol pocket rocket popping noggins
Make em scream
I'm putting faces in the dirt
Faith ain't my concern
Shoot your granny crib
Like, "I'm just making sure it work"
I drop that bass, she make it twerk
Lay me by the sea
I can't live my way then fuck it, baby
I don't wanna breathe

On a better day, in a better place
I'd have put the whole world in a furnace
Get the record straight, I'm a renegade
And I'll sever the head of a serpent
With a metal blade
I command to thee
You are knighted, go doeth my bidding
But why every night I am stuck in this cycle
I sink in oblivion
Really, I'm sick of this feeling

I'm falling through the scenes
Mobbing with my fiends
Holographic scope on top my candy-colored beam
You probably crying for a feat
I just want the truth
Y'all don't want them fucking problems, pussy
I don't fuck with you

These zombie tips will eat your body up
Jolly while I slaughter ya
Pistol skilled in judo
And my choppa know karate
Rob the jewels and burn the bodies up
Fill em with disease
While that pistol pocket rocket popping noggins
Make em scream
I'm putting faces in the dirt
Faith ain't my concern
Shoot your granny crib
Like, "I'm just making sure it work"
I drop that bass, she make it twerk
Lay me by the sea
I can't live my way then fuck it, baby
I don't wanna breathe