Faceless 1-7 - Text Back No Way

Text back
No way
Fuck that
Cold case
Blacked out
Black coup
Black shoes
No face
Blessed up
Ok
Pressed down
No change
Tap out
Said who
We blew
Cobain

Step out
No lace
I leave
No trace
No scene
No crime
Stay high
Always

Test me
I test back
Blunt feed
No contact
See shit
Be shit
Elite shit
You rugrats

Bitty got a bad lil waist
Give her my kids to taste
Break her back bitch concave
Run it back got no save
Fuck it up can't behave
Come in up got me strange
Reckon it appear that way
Record dont fear no fate
I might gеt it done one day
But i might be dug onе day
6 foot grave

Bitch i gotta cut the weed
And up the speed
Then shave my head
Like mr clean
I'm fuckin up

Gotta get a
A cup bleach
I fucking reak
I fucking fiend
I need a bullet
Where i breathe
Let it cut
My teeth

Numb to the blade
What the fuck you mean

I dont need a k
I need my gut to bleed

Drink all my pay
Where the celler be

Smokin cellery like

Trash kid
Trash kid
Where's yo come up
Where's yo clique

Bad shit
Bad shit
That gone come up
To you bitch
Snap you like elastic
Drop you like a mattress
Fuckin up my canvas
Get up out the planet

Trash kid
Trash kid
Where's yo come up
Where's yo clique

Bad shit
Bad shit
That gone come up
To you bitch
Fuck you acting tragic
Dissapear like magic
Powder got me laughin
All I see is static

YUH

Text back
No way
Fuck that
Cold case
Blacked out
Black coup
Black shoes
No face
Blessed up
Ok
Pressed down
No change
Tap out
Said who
We blew
Cobain