[Intro]
I will make your corpse dance

[Verse 1: CXRPSE]
You want war or want smoke?
Pussy n***a, he gon' fold under pressure
Watch his brain collapse and you don't even know
Told her, she the one I want
My blood is cold, my heart is froze
Keep it on the down low
Isolate, don't let me go
I'm feeling down, so I'ma sleep
Not gon' eat and I'll repeat
I hate you n***as so much like, why the fuck you even breathe?
The fuck you even breathe?

[Verse 2: CXRPSE]
Empty the clip until you bleed
I got ashes on my jeans
Smoke a cigarette and leave
The empathy inside of me
Leave that shit inside a box
And disappear with fucking ease
Girl, I hate this fucking scene
You know that you the one I need
They gon' listen when I'm gone
But for now, I'll write this song
Found my partner like a swan
I shoot a n***a like I'm Spawn
Now his body on the floor
Told him, he ain't want that war
Don't call my phone, I’m gon' ignore
I'm not the n***a you adore, uh
[Verse 3: 8corpses]
If we die, there ain't no rain check
We ain't coming back
You know you're fucked when the drugs stop being fun
I'm a woebegone
Seeing red like Obi-Wan
Just like with everything else, I'ma die out
Only thing left will be the lyrics from my mouth
Don't wait for the hearse to take you away from the church
Bound for the dirt
I'm a pending corpse
Paul Revere with this hip-hop
These raps are a cake walk
'Cause everything I say is real-talk
Two steps ahead, never acting primitive
The walking skeleton
Putting out more than arbitrary expletives
I get sensitive because my life is often negative
Between my psychosis and dead relatives
Vicious cycle gets repetitive
Depressions my impediment
My life is tentative, but I love my medicine
Getting lit like Edison
High off these sedatives
Got a limp like Bonnie
But Corpses' needa shawty
Like Bonnie to Clyde
A real ride or die, but I still covet suicide
I'm in the process of doing that dying shit or whatever
Love the people you love before they're gone forever
Morte be the forte
Morte be the forte
[Outro: Tommy Wright III]
Hollow points spray every day, all day, 'til the day that I fuckin'—
Street sweep through the hood with my n***a Kiki in the wood
With the ooze, hangin' out the sunroof doin' drive-by