Fuck Your Cowbellz - Mystic Mask

(Glock tight, smoked out) (Glock tight, smoked out) (Glock tight, smoked out) (Ha ha ha ha ha) (Glock tight, smoked out) (Glock tight, smoked out) (Glock tight, smoked out) (Glock tight, smoked out) (Glock tight, smoked out) (Glock tight, smoked out) (Glock tight, smoked out) (Glock tight, smoked out) (Glock tight, smoked-) Ooh-ooh Come in this bitch, I'm flooding, gunning Running with the devils, mane Triple the six up, fuck my bitch up Flipping crucifixes mane Spawn of Satan riding with a couple weapons on 'em 2-11, tossed from heaven, junkie creeping out a coma Tell me how you want it Demons clinching on my heart, boy Creeping in the 7th Down that motherfucking St. Bernard Overdosed on heroin, too much Xanny, God can't stand me Fuck a standard, fuck your culture, motherfuck a fucking Grammy (Glock tight, smoked out) (Glock tight, smoked out) (Glock tight, smoked out) (Glock tight, smoked out) (Glock tight, smoked out) (Glock tight, smoked out) (Glock tight, smoked out) Ay, Romeo (Glock tight, smoked out) Romeo There's a dozen rotten bouquets, on top of the two graves I'm digging 'til I've dug 'em, one for me and one for you baby Totaled the new Mercedes, so I copped another Benz Trappin' like I chew bait, unsheathe the blue blade And place it right beside your neck Hol' up, what the fuck you know of Pullin' the wool off of the wolf and facing facts sober? These last few months, bitch I never left the sofa Patiently waiting, the venom is fading Yeah I'm a king cobra (Glock tight, smoked out) (Glock tight, smoked out) (Glock tight, smoked out) (Glock tight, smoked out) (Glock tight, smoked out) (Glock tight, smoked out) (Glock tight, smoked out) (Ha ha ha ha ha) (Glock tight, smoked-) (Glock tight, smoked out) (Tight, smoked out) (Glock, smoked out) (Tight, smoked) (-ked out) (Tight, smoked out) (Glock, smoked out) (Tight, smoked out)

I got drugs if you need 'em Open air for you to breathe in I'll share my covers if you wanna sleep I guess we're both pretty lucky In a world of disaster I got more good than I asked for I'll take this high any day of the week 'Cause I got love instead of money I got love instead of money I got love instead, I got love, love I got love I got love, fuck your money I got love, fuck your money I got love, fuck your money Why are we stuck on the surface? Let's go back to the basics There's so much beyond what we see What I know's not a secret One day you'll wake up and realize If you're true to your heart you'll be flyin' Wings hold your power and now you are free I got love instead of money I got love instead of money I got love instead, I got love, love I got love I got love, fuck your money I got love, fuck your money I got love, fuck your money This shit is priceless, I figured it out Together there's nothing to worry about As long as we're honest, we're both good to go There's something about me I think you should know I got love instead of money I got love instead, I got love, love I got love I got love, fuck your money You can hit this part with a melody I got love, fuck your money I got love, fuck your money I got love, fuck your money