HELL’O’LAND

[Intro]
...I can tell you, this wildfire has been unforgiving and relentless, I wanna point over to the hill side where this fire has been going for hours and hours we heard- people who live up in the hill side were vacurated in the middle of the night and just continuously seeing these hotspots, flames going off, um, this smoke [?] has been [?] an hour ago, but you can still see that heavy [?] rising in, [?] right now, but um

[Chorus]
Get the fuck out my face 'fore I will kill you
Drag your body down to the river then drown you
Better than bitches who always having issues
Man, when I die, don't try to say: "I miss you"
'Cause fuck that, this is the Hell'O'Land
Everybody punked so much, damn, I can't fucking stand
How the fuck am I supposed to be happy when they're still on my back?
I'm sorry, but all this shit is fucking trash

[Hook]
Now I'm mad, now I'm mad
Now I'm mad, now I'm mad
Now I'm mad, now I'm mad
Now I'm mad, ay, now I'm mad, ay

[Verse]
Looks like I'll be fucking crazy like a damn rock concert
Flashing lights giving you eye-aches, giving you sunburns
Laughing like an evil boy, bitch, I've done worked
It's I'ma stay by myself, fuck users and fuck whores
Neck snap, bitch, I thought it was a Kit Kat
Blood, bitch, I need that, and need to keep that
Make you weak and make you soft like a beanbag
Never go back to back with these rugrats
Bitch, your head built like a fucking tit
Don't fuck with me? Get your blood on my kicks
Been throwing bangers and doing it like since
Back up, bitch, I might stab your lips
Can it, don't distract me with your distraction
Killing these tracks, it's a good damn habit
Go run your mouth, I'm fasting and dashing
Why would niggas try to tell me I'm a bad kid?
Don't need no love, bitch, I'm getting these racks in
Slapping your face and your stomach, I'm stabbing
Like Lil Boat, I one night her action
Banging these bitches right out of their talent

[Chorus]
Get the fuck out my face 'fore I will kill you
Drag your body down to the river then drown you
Better than bitches who always having issues
Man, when I die, don't try to say: "I miss you"
'Cause fuck that, this is the Hell'O'Land
Everybody punked so much, damn, I can't fucking stand
How the fuck am I supposed to be happy when they're still on my back?
I'm sorry, but all this shit is fucking trash

[Outro]
Now I'm mad, uh, haha, uh, now I'm mad
Selfmxdebless, Selfmxdebless, fucking hell, bitch