[kill ebola]

Pulling chord till i catch bluff while they making fun i go and have fun uh
Making more till im fucked up do you think i matter never felt like one
Scattered room in dusty dome
U wanna be wrath let me know
Everything turned nothing
One day youll learn
Insert clever something another
Nest for the birds

[gullyspit]

Gully going to the place where the stillborn age slow
Bad ideas and they come in by the case load
Filled up with metal he just likе a pay phone
Weed like a terror cеll
Everything growing at home
Head on spike
Leaving blood on the throne
I hate the underground
Cause of the clones
She wants to hate me
But I make her
Filled up with acid i feel like a battery
Scraping the bowl it look black as a crow
I see the residue all on the plastic
And all of the numbers are covered in snow
Hang from the rope
Hung like a body bag
Hooks in shoulder
They cannot fuck with the red devil soldier
In for the kill
Closeup
Leave the rest to the Ebola
Bitch we got ‘em like