Vincente Void
Houston
Like rats caught in traps
610 hell, can’t get out
Weight of the world, putrid pound
Off lamar, crashing down

Houston, living hell
Houston, my nightmare
This city is going to kill me
Houston, never wanna leave

The drum beats like city streets
It’ll beat itself to death, just like it did to me

Houston, living hell
Houston, your nightmare
This city is going to kill me
Houston, never wanna leave

Is this hell or Houston?

When water starts to rise
Will you sink? Will you swim?
It ain’t houston anymore
Burn it down and start again

Body has gotta go
But soul won’t ever leave this place
These fucking people are gonna bury me
This city’s gonna bury me