TXRROR lyrics

[Verse 1: XXXTENTACION]
Ayy, pick up the pace
Tell 'em why I ain’t find no haze
Indeed I am ready, my outfit in vain
The needle in my vein, I'm falling asleep
King of the dead, I sever your head
When sh*t touch the river my reign will be fed
I touch the sky and bring life to the dead
I watch my demons become Super Saiyan
Oh, I'm not an orphan
Death, is my importance
Rush, without a soul, many will fold
Feeling my bones, I say again
Oh, I'm not an orphan
Death, is my importance
Rush, without a soul, many will fold
Feeling my bones, I say again

[Interlude: XXXTENTACION + (Lunaku)]
Found this out in Sweden, a while ago
(Yeah, Lunaku)
(Lunaku'll destroy this track, b*tch)
It's like, the more I explore the song, the more (yeah)
I explore different sounds, period (woah)
It's like the more I fall in love with making music (terror, chh)
It's nice, actually
[Verse 2: Lunaku]
I'ma acid on logic
Terror is psychologic
Peoples are psycopath, I can't give a f*ck 'bout my head
Yick-Yack, I'm blackin' out of the bed
Jit' ya're fag, I'd f*ck 'bout her head
Terror is psycho', terror is psychologic
Psycopath, psycopath
Aries conjucted with Satan
Sagitarian conjucted with the wildness freedom, full blatant
Don't give a f*ck, smoke'll blunt
It's a lie, I can't tell y'all 'bout my pump
f*ck outboy, I make you sad
I'll turn ya to sadboy, skunk boy
Fag' boy, script boy, I script 'bout this f*ckin' boys
They've give a f*ck 'bout his lead' on the top, it's a hard way f*ckin' mad
Fat chicks boy 'bout scripts boy, scripitin' things on the wall
Mickey tell'll make y'all sad, run out the mall

[Outro: Lunaku]
I flex Disney out the mall, I flex Mickey out the mall
Don't Yick-Yack, give a black' in his nervous, nervous boy
Ya don't think is a time to be f*ckin' boy
Oh well, little boy, tell'em what you think 'bout my world, little boy
Terror is psychologic
Peoples are psycopath, I can't give a f*ck 'bout my head
Terror is psychologic
Peoples are psycopath, I can't give a f*ck 'bout my head (head, head, head)