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Paint It Black Panic

the fast lane chasin? my dream And then it seemed when the fame and cash came they just got me Goin' crazy, lately I been so faded tryna erase it But

strong (you know) you from black thongs to black [stem hope] you know with a lifestyle bigger than don knockers, with a left hand body guard like john

It's nasty and wretched, and hella bloody But it's gotta get done, and somebody's gotta do it I kick the fuckin' face in, and put my knife through it [

What shall it be? What about it? You could go to hell, what shall it be? You could go to hell, what shall it be? You could go to hell, what shall it

crawl under my house and just wait... don't panic if I suffocate. I bit the tail off a possum down there at one point, it's so boring and it's dark but

and chop the heads of these snakes It's better off they dyin' in a pit full of snakes Mistake inside yourself, that be the first head you take It's better

make the dream, the scheme, it's not for sale the come on race of rats and chasing tail cause i'm a monday killer a pain reliever an alarm clocks slasher

didn't have a set one. Skream hit the decks, I was like check one. Put on a show, but it weren't my best one. Left it, dropped off Blacks at his destination

living terror that your nightmares could conceive i tear apart your soul, destroy all in you believe my lust feeds upon your fears and your pain you