Snowden's Number One Patient Lyrics

Aye

Another day, another song

Welcome to my first ep

Snowden's Number One Patient

Living a life full of lies

Living a life full hatred

A life full of crime

I cannot say what I've done

Honestly dumb

But I cannot get enough

Enough of the pleasure of death

Pleasure of health

Pleasure of not getting help

Fuck you I'm burnin in hell

Fuck you I'm turning the spell

Fuck you I'm not doing well

Please get the fuck out of my face

You don't want problems, know you can't solve em

So please get the fuck out my way

Chevy impala came with katana

Piranhas are eating away

Your flesh to the bone

Releasing ya soul

Oh boy do I love that taste of death i'm spreading it around to the kids of

Bethlaham

I've picked my place to rest

The plan is that I resurrect

And kill all you damn hypocrites

Ignorance is far from the bliss

Walk into the dark abyss take a pic and then say goodbye

Fuck you bitch I'll make a wish to tie you down and watch you die

Please get the fuck out my face

Get the fuck out of my way

Yea I'm killing today

Don't need the Devil's okay

What can I say

I am the pope of the pain

Taking my throne to my grave

Fuck you lil' bitch, you are not takin my reign

You are not taking my place

You are not even close baby it's not a debate