CASKET [Prod. Pulse]

Verse 1: KILL EBOLA
At my grave, this will play
You focused on that and your feed barely eat
But bxxch how my meat taste?
You a lame
Rotting in peace on the day I decay
But that dates gotta wait
Biv wit the blade
Parish you pastes who sleep prone on our names
Striping skin from your face
Finding no trace
If someone mistouchin' my cousin again
I'll catch case number tres
Trunk of fusion fill it up with a case of shells
But i'd rather kill em slowly like we race with snails
Stick with the knife mix most the night
Now my ears ringing like a bell
Self medic gonna put me in a grave or cell
Verse 2: BIV
I'ma bust it up punk, what the fxxk is up?
Been a lot of talk, now you one of us?
Wonder how the fxxk she get up under us
Sneakin' on my demons leavin' on my feelings handled up
I'm sick of all this shxt
Follow these problems you bxxch
See what the fxxk that get
Clip to my bones it won't miss
I ain't dead yet, yeah
I ain't dead yet, yeah
Don't let them in
I ain't dead yet, yeah
I ain't dead yet (What?)
Don't let them in
Don't let them in
I ain't dead yet (What?)