Zach Hill
Dethfunk
[Verse 1]
Headless
I skid like Rita lifted ocean
I drift like my planet don’t spin
I skid all over marks like I’m haunted
Rev it up, twirl my la la like profits
It’s never much, I’m war torn in the cockpit
Don’t interrupt, my turbulence slaps
My path massive demands panoramic
Massive
Shitty, you’re ten thousand leagues subzero, sweat dripping
My hancock do-rag riptides like Tent City
Standoff through low lands eerie silencing

[Verse 2]
Peel out, press me to magnetic slab
Severe swerving I tow lag
Off uncertainty 'til your zipper locks
My salvia silhouettе commence shots
Sixty shots a second on a hеxed clock
I strike ‘tween each time your solar plex drops

[Verse 3]
I’m skidding out
I can’t help yourself, I skid in doubt
I’ve dealt with yourself, I tricked hell out
I’m all helter skelter, I’m on that Faust
None of me left but reflex skidding out
Pulse in my chest feel like it’s fixing to bounce
Bounce, bitch, I can’t be the road
I’m crashing into planes, I crash and stroll
Maxed out my oath
Don’t blame me, I’ve no soul
[Chorus]
Greed tastes like sin
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
Greed tastes like sin
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
Greed tastes like sin
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes