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?)