[Chorus]
Walk out the crypt (Yeah), nothin' feel the same (No)
Hangin' out my lip is a blunt full of pain (It's pain)
Get inside the ship, twenty bottles full of grains (Wly Timo cookin' this shit up)
Five Morticia look-alikes draped in wa-wang, yeah (Let's go)

[Verse]
All this just for me, get away, do not contact
Ashes on my jeans, where's the tray? Where's the bong at? (Where's it at?)
Everybody bleeds but it's grey, where my drawn at? (Where's it at?)
This is not a dream, you've been tricked, it's a spawn trap (Let's go)
Team 6, NV, on my grave, and on my toe tag
Bad bitches on me, 'nother onе suckin' on my gonads (On my gonads)
I'm a young MC, 1.1, can't set home yet
I еat pedigree, big ol' dog, where's my bone at? (Where the fuck the ball?)
Three grams in a bird sack, I ain't even gon' burn that
Sent for me on the diss track, you corny, just bun that (Bun)
Crushed up my Sunkist, I ain't even have fun yet (Nah)
Someone cuttin' up onions, my red eye so upset (Let's go)
That driver peaked in high school, how the Porsche gon' burn out?
I was travellin' Hell, but I found port point, and I'm here now (Mm)
I ain't even paid in pussy buyin' you clothes, this shit a handout
One call to my brothers and we got the whole crowd in here to fan out
Fill up cups with the mix, gettin' me numb, Linkin Park (It's Linkin Park)
Full up truck, we on blitz on the North side with the sharks (In the night)
I'm inside a tank with the eels and the sharks (And the sharks)
Nothin' feel the same as it did with way before (Oh, let's go)
[Chorus]
Walk out the crypt, nothin' feel the same (No, it don't)
Hangin' out my lip is a blunt full of pain (It's pain)
Get inside the ship, twenty bottles full of grains (It's grained)
Five Morticia look-alikes draped in wa-wang, yeah (Let's go)