Suffer

H-H-H-Hauntaholics Yaah Real haunted mound Grave man Aaahhh Suffer my wrist, suffer my wrist Suffer my wrist, yeah Suffer my wrist Your lil' wrist suffering, begging like Jesus, yeah Suffer my wrist, suffer my neck Die for my wrist, yeah Look at my wrist Diamonds show blood like crucifixion Blood of the lamb Pour it out over my wrist, yeah Suffer my wrist I do not suffer no bitch, nah Clips on clips Skulls on my wrist, they scream, yeah Suck my dick Made that lil demon bitch kiss my wrist (Hauntaholics) Ride in a hearse so you can call me a damn Skull Rider Already high, look like a dead body gettin' higher My Dragula skates, bitch suckin' me look like Winona Ryder Die for my wrist, spend it all up and burn in that hell fire forever Grave man, I pull up with reapers up in my Jeeper Creeper Shawty got pretty blue eyes, I'ma carve out her damn peepers, yeah I got a hot head and cleaver, I always got a damn fever, yeah My eyes turning so yellow when I'm drinking that Tussarina, yeah Finger licking, pistol whipping, stay true like true religion, yeah Took three Oxys, I don't feel like living, I live fast like affliction I'm nailed to the cross, straight through the veins Got my wrist busted The end is nigh, the world crushes, I'm off Robitussin Robitussin, we fucked up I'm fucked up off four drugs That sun's up and you better run There's a body bag stuffed in the trunk Could a corpse lying dead, cold, stiff and sadate Even cry in the bed that it once lay awake? I don't know, but there's a leaking, weeping, dark red stain Scrub the sheets, cleaning, bleaching, peeling off the decay How you gonna crawl away from a gunshot? Skewered with an oak tree branch I just sawed off Almost autumn, I'm just counting all the leaves fall You'll be hidden, you'll be missing, on a poster, dead and gone All these wings up on my jeans, I'm not tryna go to heaven I'm just tryna be released, heart beating with a hammer Suffering for my wrist though In my butcher house, blood on the walls When I die, bury me in smoke So in peace my soul will go I'ma get a breitling I'm all alone, bitch, fuck it all If I die, bury it in my tomb So my wrist will be icy though (Aaaaaagh) Suffer my wrist, suffer my wrist Suffer my wrist, yeah Suffer my wrist Your lil wrist suffering, begging like Jesus, yeah Suffer my wrist, suffer my neck Die for my wrist, yeah Look at my wrist Diamonds show blood like crucifixion Blood of the lamb Pour it out over my wrist, yeah Suffer my wrist I do not suffer no bitch, nah Clips on clips Skulls on my wrist, they scream, yeah Suck my dick Made that lil demon bitch kiss my wrist