Malignancy

*RØxxy*

Black bags covering the corpses
Satan Yeah he's running all the courses
Tryna see it through that I don't forfeit
Told my mama I'ma be ginormous
I guess life's lovin' with its coarseness, Mm

Never been in church fuck the chorus
Hit a high note, I'll leave you pourin'
Feelin' on her body where the fruit?
She don' ate the apple god will now leave you porous
Mm, yuh, aye

Smokin' on that 'bubble' like detergent
Waiting for the end of conversation
I am way beyond the salvation
Please address your vet with salutations
Murder and splert 'em then I vacation, Mm

With the Pitter and Patter got me lookin' out the window
Black bags rollin' for my Valentine
And A Blackheart hold it for my corpses bride
Wouldn't be surprised if you watched me die
Wouldn't be surprised

Sip the blood of' my tears and it's with vigor
Pressure and pestle a dying figure
"Why can't you just sit down for a minute?"
" 'Cause if I am alone, my mind's going back to getting vengeance