Depressive Tongue Posse - CRAWL lyrics

I am lost in a hall So many doors, I've tried them all And I don't know if I can keep up with you When I just crawl… [Sharxxx] Gimme ten feet when I stroll, I'll eat yo soul All of this defeat got me cold, keep missin' my goals This damn Shark ‘bout to go Sharknado And crush some fools like a f**in' Winnebago This whole place gotta shape you like Play Doh It made me a monster, I ain't even get a say so Fed up with this race, so I lay low Cuz Posse can't take no inflation on Faygo Today so wasted, I'm finta replace it With a case of Bailey's and some queso dip And I don't care about payroll, dollars or pesos I take what I want, and keep my days open And make a fuego, in your place of employment Watch you put it out, for my enjoyment Drop dead bustas, I'm still gonna floor it And turn you to Soylent, cuz I keep my appointments [Maxdaddy] Still got that black burner, put it to your neck Raised on the west, no crews, just sets Super Soaker full, I will leave you pussies wet Put you on the ground, have you crawlin' up my steps Just embrace the f**in' d**h, as we break your f**in' neck Flat lining vital signs, only spitting violent rhymes Guess it's a reflection of me living through these violent times Son of Sam, God of d**h, angel tears I stole and kept [Sharxxx] Time to close the chapter, takin' flight like a velociraptor Sadly ever after, slam the door, then b**h, I'm bout to slap ya I am not a rapper, all the beats I got has not been mastered Put me in a casket if you have to, I am such a ba*tard They call it Duh-Presh-Un, I call it Da End, Son I'm ‘bout to take a run, at my handgun That feeling it's ‘bout done, you know, when nothing's fun I sit inside and just wonder where they hid the sun [Boy Froot] I'm never answering calls On the ground I crawl Just might end it all Off the roof I fall b**h, you know it's me I'm always smokin' weed Out here with my team We hauntin' all your dreams Silly a** b**h, ain't you f**in' had enough of it? Crawl out my skin every time I smoke a f**in' spliff Boy Froot, Sharxxx, put the barrel to your head In American Apparel, cuttin' b**hes up dead Take a few pictures, and I post ‘em in a thread Drinkin' on some liquor right before I go to bed I'm a loner, I am never sober Depressive Tongue Posse, whole crew's full of stoners Know you can't touch me, you playin' too much, G Know I'm gonna die, so I'm rollin' up the dutchie Breakin' down weed on my iPhone My girl's calling me, but I'm way too stoned b**h, I'm finta blow, you ain't even know Froot, Maxdaddy, Sharxxx, break into yo home… Break into yo home, crawlin' on the floor, break into yo home…