[Intro: Haitian Creole]
Haitian Creole
Welcome To The Graveyard
Produced By Skull Muzik
*evil laughing*
[Verse 1: Haitian Creole]
The darkness, the heartness
The artness, the carness
Welcome to the heartless, and welcome to the darkness
But people leaving thoughts with the devil from the winner
Falling a screams and falling with the dinner
I'm like poison in the air
With double Glocks pointed to y'all like glares
I might be just a teen but I'ma straight fin
That was deemed god for it was what it seemed
Bang, bang, bang listen to my melody
While my dogs slurp your bloody body, yeah, son
I'm like an angel of d**h
With you till' your last breath
That's my depth
I'm like an actual
Cannibal, animal
On the maximal
National level
I reverse the first worst verse you cursed and let that sh**
Burst inhale the smoke and let thru they took poke
The chamber, c'mon, son who is you kidding
Your life's in danger you rapping bout math with sa** might
As well rap bout tits and a** sh** and gas sounding
Like Cana b**h sh**
I'll pa** stick to spanish I'll stick it ya mom's and vanish
Use like a mark in the night straight outta sight
Use the type of b**h too
Listen to the flick of the wrist get the flick
Of the dick with momma's to a**ist rip her apart
With this fist if there's a whole in ya chest then its on
I put to to ya dome and I'm gone
Yo, yo, yo, f** this sh** I have got very smelly armpits
And stupidly cheesy dick but still my rap's are sick
It's as simple as this, you're all pricks I'm like vomit when I'm on it
Coming at you faster than a commit
Don't comment on this, if you do, I'll slit your wrist
Through a computer screen cause I'm super mean
With the booze in me mirror image, who do you see?
Ain't got a degree but still mastered language at the age of three
Couldn't even sh** but I could still rap
Over a sick trap beat with nappy rash
Getting so much gash in playground
That's the only way a toddler will stay sound
Rolling up blunts in the day time
Sniffing lines before nap time
You know man its all fine
By the age of five I was into crime
Stealing cars joy riding round the swings
You know that sh** brings
More trouble than it's worth
By the age of six I just wanted to leave earth
Live on the moon, with my baboon teddy bear
Just grew my first nipple hair, yeah, man
Fast forward ten years and sixteen
Puberty got me growing hairs where none have been
Don't need to say sh** I know a rap fiend