I No Longer Fear The Razor Guarding My Heel song by $UICIDEBOY$ from Primary Album I-no-longer-fear-the-razor-guarding-my-heel. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Trap, Hip-Hop, Rap music. The Record company is G*59 Records. Released on July 29, 2015.
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I No Longer Fear The Razor Guarding My Heel Meaning
| [[My Flaws Burn Through My Skin Like Demonic Flames from Hell] [Intro: Tommy Wright III] Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die, gotta be equipped with a Jason mask Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die, gotta be equipped with a Jason mask Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die, gotta be equipped with a Jason mask Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die, gotta be equipped with a Jason mask Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die, gotta be equipped with a Jason mask Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die, gotta be equipped with a Jason mask [Verse 1: YUNG MUTT] Slumped back in the driver’s seat Blunt between my lips, I’m ridin’ with a bitch that’s high as me She duckin’ out, she tryna sleep I’m duckin’ out, I’m tryna see the road But all I can see are four horsemen comin’ closer to me I think I’m about to die, we’ll see Swervin’ on them motherfuckers, bitch, it ain’t my time Let the world blow up first, then I might just close my eyes It’s all I really wanted my whole life The universe won’t notice, bitch, you just another life The sun’ll rise, the stars have already died , [Chorus: Tommy Wright III] Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die, gotta be equipped with a Jason mask Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die, gotta be equipped with a Jason mask Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die, gotta be equipped with a Jason mask Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split Die nigga, die nigga, die nigga, die, gotta be equipped with a Jason mask [Verse 2: YUNG $CARECROW] (I!) see the reaper creepin’ as my blood is seeping Sleeping deeper through the night, so I can face my demons (My!) weakness seems to be that I cannot stop breathing Death keeps cheating on my life, but on my soul, it’s feeding (It goes on, and on, and on, and on, and on) Leading to the fleeting of an endless dream Screaming and needing, yelling and pleading That things ain’t as they seem In the cut, sneaking and tweakin’ Because I can’t stop seeking this pain, this torture of horror That I’m always conceding [My Scars Are Like Evidence Being Mailed To The Judge] [Interlude: Compilation Version] , [Intro: Koopsta Knicca] Dead, a nigga dead, dead, a nigga dead, a nigga dead A nigga dead, it’s in my fuckin’ head, dead, a nigga dead Dead, a nigga dead, a nigga dead, a nigga dead Dead, a nigga dead, dead, a nigga dead, a nigga dead A nigga dead, it’s in my fuckin’ head, dead, a nigga dead Dead, a nigga dead, a nigga dead, a nigga dead Dead, a nigga dead, dead, a nigga dead, a nigga dead A nigga dead, it’s in my fuckin’ head, dead, a nigga dead Dead, a nigga dead, a nigga dead, a nigga dead [Verse 1: $WITCHBLADE $CRIM] Eternal rest, the bloody mess Keepin’ the motherfucking devil hot Satanic mentality, happily makin’ the bodies drop I’m on the block, circling cops Ready for their demise Screams resonate through the night, so I can’t close my eyes Hard to swallow when the hollows enter through your throat Lately, I wallow in my sorrow ’cause I cannot cope The dope, the coke, the drank, the lean The pills, the X, the smoke The rope to choke the pain away, I’m broken til’ I croak Ho [Chorus: Koopsta Knicca] Dead, a nigga dead, dead, a nigga dead, a nigga dead A nigga dead, it’s in my fuckin’ head, dead, a nigga dead , [Verse 2: YUNG $NOW] Baby (Baby) Baby, let me get the keys to the Rover truck Baby, let me get the weed, there’s more for us When these suckers leave, yeah, we can smoke a blunt and fuck I bust a nut, and now it’s time to get the fuck up out my crib Yeah, here’s a couple bucks Bitch, I’m Oddy Nuff, creepin’ out the cut Blood seepin’ out my cut With the shotty, ’cause you might escape the Tommy gun Because I’m busy puffin’ blunts But soon enough you’ll come back ’round You screamin’, “Lock me up—please, box me up!” I got you, sucker Start a flame, and turn your body into dust Smoke your body in the blunt, copy us, I’ll light it up [I Will Celebrate For Stepping On Broken Glass And Slipping On Stomach Soaked Floors] [Interlude: Compilation Version] [Intro: Gangsta Boo] Million blunts up in my mind, million blunts up in my mind Mask to my fuckin face I’m fiendin’ to increase my high Million blunts up in my mind, million blunts up in my mind Mask to my fuckin face I’m fiendin’ to increase my high Million blunts up in my mind, million blunts up in my mind Mask to my fuckin face I’m fiendin’ to increase my high Million blunts up in my mind, million blunts up in my mind [Verse 1: ANTHONY MARS] Walk in with a dead bitch, and a Swisher lit, drug kit Got a half-hit worth of acid, can’t quit, I’m an addict So traumatic, and I’m manic Feeling panicked, I need a Xanax Pass it, as I OD real slowly Lonely, looking ghostly Surrounded by smoky mirror images of a fictionist, sober me Don’t give a fuck about harming me I’m druggin’ ’till I R.I.P [Chorus: Gangsta Boo] Mask to my fuckin face I’m fiendin’ to increase my high Million blunts up in my mind, million blunts up in my mind Mask to my fuckin face I’m fiendin’ to increase my high Million blunts up in my mind, million blunts up in my mind [Verse 2: NORMAN ATOMIC] Take a hit of acid, been a while since I tripped Now I’m seein’ all this shit, brain glowing Everything is bending in the same motion Roll the blunt, I’ll take a hit Start staring at the smoke, as it twists and disappears Peer pressure don’t affect me, bitch, I take drugs on my own Pop a perc’ and snort some coke It feel like my heart is broke because I get fucked up when I feel alone I’m choking on this forty of OE, I’m hopin’ that I don’t breathe Bitch, I’m dope, act like you know me Shoot me up so I can OD [Outro: Gangsta Boo] Mask to my fuckin face I’m fiendin’ to increase my high Million blunts up in my mind, million blunts up in my mind] |
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This lirics prodiucer by Budd Dwyer.
- Who wrote the song I No Longer Fear The Razor Guarding My Heel
I No Longer Fear The Razor Guarding My Heel song lyrics is written by Scott Arceneaux Jr. & Aristos Petrou
