Dom - Soulless lyrics

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Dom - Soulless lyrics

[Verse 1: Smitt Romney] Mentally Sleeping Spiritually woke Playing a game of checkers with Casper the ghost If I was the 6 man I'd be dead in the post Guessing my hearts broken cuz you love me the most I'm a a**hole douche bag lets have toast She's Go getta, Cold hearted, Throat slitter Appearing as Angels, Leaving strangled, Watching you dangle Far from the pope sister But I'm off that, Jaguar at Heart you can't park that Bad choice Drive a black horse into the white house Fast Porsche.. ROOOOM!!! I'll give you something to consume, No something to remember This gonna get tragic In the middle of the winter Beginning of December Walking backwards into traffic to damage yo fender, Crucify a sinner, Hitler At least my thoughts is Zimmer that was German Im learning that everything you Earn, could be Great but Unholy Barely even know me Solo to failure , Success is I sell my souly You'll prolli think I lost it, my Lyrics full of Rollies No longer conversing tho using Chinese emojis Hook:Think I'm Soulless [Verse 2: Smitt Romney] Osamaly find you hiding, Force aided by Magic Johnson You made it but I designed it, I'm faded your simple minded Make comments Amanda Bynes it, Too blinded those missing eyelids On sight it with closing sockets I might just attempt to solve it , Take a flight without a pilot Life's a movie I'm a stunt man Kids go to school with no lunch man Goddamn instagram glorify the stunting Could terrorize my city but this ain't what you want man War with the county the same odds as 300 The city getting windy I'm starting to think its haunted Could Love turn to War , Peace turn to Hate Really can you tell me This the last call to go see carson daily When its all said and done, Ill meet you at the sun Confessing all my sins, Robbing banks with a nun While I'm on the run digging up king tut Spiritually consumed my hearts in a tomb Think I'm soulless [Verse 3 Smitt Romney] Honestly probably this is the coldest or the hottest that I've ever been Sip a cup Foldgers with rawest form of peppermint Slip and break my heart with no intentions for a settlement Viruses turn us zombies I'm coming for David Letterman I'm one day short of stroking AC with the windows open I'm plucking this bit of ashes in hospital cleansing lotion I go off the solar notion that soberly soul searching will lead us into the ocean Lakes,rivers and beaches you humans got a be joking no love in the Soulless culture The left and your moving over replacement of Kelly Rowland I'm doing this Dirty Laundry to 2 ounces of baking soda My face on a wanted poster for making home made explosives Because I'm Soulless