[Verse 1: Slen]
Give me the space
You can't be safe
Fuck off you [?]
Imma quiver your blade
You are fucked, fuck this
I swear that we're all dead

You just keep runnin' 'em up, motherfuckers
Shooting or fighting won't make you a shit
That's why I don't worry
I'm at least in my thirties, be hot and have hoes on my dick

Take other fakes
Imma blow up in your face
Know your fucking place
All you want of me is waste

Just so you know, bitch, I don't fuck with anyone
Don't you forget that to me you're just anyone

[Verse 2: TWENTYTHREE]
Nowhere to run
Run outta luck
No one can save me
Stuck in a rut
Reaper will come
Slowly, she takes me

Never forget that you're just anyone
Let it be known, that I don't fuck with anyone
Know that I won't be the better one
Knife in my back like the place I can see my tongue

Losing this fighting
Keep me from death, then go ahead 'fore they take it
Blocking this fighting
Holding me down while I faint to the chain, cheers

I don't seek death, I just need it
And no new beginnings
The dark as it fills my head
Holding the light to the kingdom
So rough and below and I'm close to expose my friend

[Verse 3: GHOSTOFBLU]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[?]
[?] me and them
You're gross, a load of fake
But that don't mean shit
When the choice [?] from the working horde
Trying to make something
But we can't when those people like yourself get it all for nothing
It's a shame
But the world is full of pieces shit like this
So we cannot distress
Instead, I [?]
So do you know what makes you fake?
Soon enough, you will get the taste of flesh right off the ends of you from a silver spoon off a silver fucking plate