Jak Tripper - I Confess lyrics

Yo the scene's a dead buzz I'm a comb in dreds stuck I'm f**ing heads up like a nitrous headrush I won't respect much til I drop like River Phoenix in front of Depp's club I burn whatever paper my pen touch Bed bugs, send slugs Hot like a Chinese fire ma**age get your chest rubbed You're a dead duck I chef up flows like a wolf pack pulling sled stuck It's hard being half conscious trying to get up Slipped on a puddle where I puked my meds up Where the check stub I'm such a downer I could set suns Okay I'll fess up I'm in my shrinks appointment, prostitute head in the red Corvette trunk Covered in their blood I ran to tell The payphone write it down, stop me I can't myself The plan is hell, I can't control it, I can't get help I confess to murder, I think I'm gonna hang myself [2x] And you can burn in hell, birds can yell Two autos blow dry perms to gel A paid murk, bullets are sherm repelled In a black Plymouth equipped with flags Dutch spliff, crumble piff dip it in liquid Hit it pa**, flick the ash Hit it last, clip it, grip the mag I'm lifted, gloves, fitted snap My clique in ballistic masks Cling to the dead bodies, detail after a sickening splash Covered in their blood I ran to tell The payphone write it down, stop me I can't myself The plan is hell, I can't control it, I can't get help I confess to murder, I think I'm gonna hang myself [2x] See what the dust do, I'll son you Razor blade under the tongue shoot Run over your head give you a sunroof Let some sun through With my hands around her neck my eyes scream I love you Turning a mud blue And face to face I slide in the kitchen knife Set fire to the crib with you and your wife tied to the crib, with the kid inside Green riverside In the fridge livers die Sneak in your girl's crib, k** her and live my life I hate to floss the posh's p**y They say Satan is trying to get Gore to book me Dust sacks fatter than fortune cookies Four fifth push weaves All this bush league crap My orphans cooked out sporting hoodies Covered in their blood I ran to tell The payphone write it down, stop me I can't myself The plan is hell, I can't control it, I can't get help I confess to murder, I think I'm gonna hang myself [2x]