Let Me Out - The R.O.C., G-Mo Skee

My rooftop is gone along with this song

Dedicated to all let’s fade it beyond the lights roam

Right between the legs of the brunette and blonde standing next to me

I’m nasty not wrong my rocks are off so long chickens

I drive into the sunset pumping superstition by Stevie

Blindfolded jumping cliffs while turning into a clip wild

Now I’m drugged and bitches wiles are foul are off

Like the pitch Jamie threw Kate the voucher

I get wilder terrifying terrible before sun raise

Or knew your nature okay start the hood okay

I go play with dead things now

My head won’t be found and if you do klick pow

They’ll never know where my heads at oh

Detached from my shoulders yes a long time ago

No way out my rhymes equal murders

Stingy when I spit I’m sick let’s turn up

One cut two slice three stick four

Five let’s bury em underneath the floor

Cause my demise is itching to get loose

And once it do

Your worst nightmares will all come true

Let’s take it back

Before I signed to a rap label

22 years ago when my brain would act stable

At the family reunion my cousin took me out my damn cradle

And accidentally dropped me on a glass table

On that day I turned into a problem child

Cussing up a storm who cares if my moms around

Bugging out when teachers would tell me to watch my mouth

I ain’t say shit bitch what the fuck you talking about

You talking about a pyromaniac starting fire

He’s got your block looking like it was made out of carbon fiber

Screwing the holes in a funeral home I’m putting lube in the holes eating pubes

full of mold

Back in school I was told I had the ugliest face in class

Now I gotta skin these bitches just to make a mask

Everything I touch I break in half

And I ain’t scared of nobody

Jeffrey Dahmer was a flaming fag

They’ll never know where my heads at oh

Detached from my shoulders yes a long time ago

No way out my rhymes equal murders

Stingy when I spit I’m sick let’s turn up

One cut two slice three stick four

Five let’s bury em underneath the floor

Cause my demise is itching to get loose

And once it do

Your worst nightmares will all come true

Ding bell rings and I’m out

I got no interest reroute

You won’t find my mentals floating about

Constantly screaming Lupin SOS

No one can help me out this mess

Address cause less ain’t no causing his death

Cmon yall I need applause coffee break time

No sign of the line decreasing my fines

And crease what every spine no bone

I use for vocal motion my thirst for souls

My the sounds of the ocean mouth dog

Probably grossing them out

I need a better way

My brain seems to be on strike today

Collecting my thoughts right away

I can play with the kids up the street

So I can hit em in the head with the drumbeat

So get they better know my flows are death

And a resurrection don’t make sense

When I’m still fucking fresh I pull my weapon in a pinch

Best at nothing hoe ass

Yeah fuck your lass with the magic ninja sword up that ass

Cocksuckers I’m gone

They’ll never know where my heads at oh

Detached from my shoulders yes a long time ago

No way out my rhymes equal murders

Stingy when I spit I’m sick let’s turn up

One cut two slice three stick four

Five let’s bury em underneath the floor

Cause my demise is itching to get loose

And once it do

Your worst nightmares will all come true

They’ll never know where my heads at oh

Detached from my shoulders yes a long time ago

No way out my rhymes equal murders

Stingy when I spit I’m sick let’s turn up

One cut two slice three stick four

Five let’s bury em underneath the floor

Cause my demise is itching to get loose

And once it do

Your worst nightmares will all come true