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yall ugly produced by these fine gentlemen @stillproduction @kinnxn BIH YA BOI COPPED A TRAKTRAIN traktrain.com/colebenzo contact me spiffyavacados@hotmail.com twitter.com/cole_benzo / spiffyavacados www.instagram.com/cole_benzo/ scribbles in my head it's late at night the streets I drunken wander slither round the public while concealing he that murder plotter brain won't ever work, hello sir you got a lovely daughter fake the face and lock the gaze she hurt that's how I know I got her been about it been about it tape the mouth they never shoutin public fuckin won't allow it body pile cannot count it flex on me must be a masochist slate isn't clean cause I'm passionate never letting on to where the hatchet is feel it in the chest is I hack it in I'm not sorry, I been that human excrement in my glory I be the motherfucker making hits your family morning I'd pay the price but my sacrifices do it for me I'd advise against collapse because y'all are corny charge them with death that's the price that they pay for crossing my path when I don't feel ok I'm hollow feel nothing but do when I gut them and feel all the love when I taste the fillet the sensation of seeing life fade unmatched book it ain't ever see the face unmasked my insides in shambles never find the zen it's in the corners of my eyes again I've been on my shit bitch I cannot be shaken think he'll ever find his place not killing you must be mistaken on the road to deviance it's just the fuckin path I've taken bouta live a separate life from social norms I will be breaking scribbles in my head it's late at night the streets I drunken wander slither round the public while concealing he that murder plotter brain won't ever work, hello sir you got a lovely daughter fake the face and lock the gaze she hurt that's how I know I got her