Summoned Souls - NFV lyrics

[Verse 1: Rich Maiden] Imma f** a b**h in my No Fear visor And the sun ain't even rise yet, everything's a lie Tan Saucony's on my feet... black tee, grey skies Long sleeves... roll em up, cut my wrists and black my eyes Imma get some money quick... gotta pay tha bills homie Never understood myself, why you acting like you know me? Lonely loner, so discerning, you a lick you ain't my whodie So then don't be trynna clone me, airplane mode, don't try and phone me b**h Wickeder Witch of tha East... you know it's me by tha cloves in my feet Stay bundled up when it's 90 degrees, in my Stone Island jacket I lay on tha beach You don't know sh** about life on tha streets... pull up ya crib bumpin' Nails in tha Prius Hop out and enter your house like the demons that enter my dreams every night that I'm sleeping Tha smoke alarm beeping when Maiden be creepin'... I wanna live, I just needed a reason... What do I do when I look at my wrist and the bleeding is done but I never stopped breathing? Cauterize all my wounds, tha deed is done now 6 (times 3), you see tha sun now Guillotine chop, my freedom runs out Deities watch, I need a god now... Wait til I get in my zone, maiden tha lymph in ya node Eidolon laying on gold, now we be stacking the bones Cloven tha foot, I'm appalled by all tha sh** I've been sold We be tha plague... y'all barley got common cold [Verse 2: Eidolon] Welcome to the only life that I have ever lived Been sleepin with these demons since I was a little kid Mix Gingy with that Johnny just so I can get some z's Two steps from the ledge till I'm a puddle in the street Jump To the next life now wish I never died Ghost out the shell by the time the sun rise Concrete bed last vision in my eyes Yeah Next life begins I'm the reaper and the scyth Young Jack Nicholson axe to your back Overlook me stepping as I'm closin the gap Lil witch maiden with the flame and the mask And the all white visor no fear on the strap Ain't nobody gone outshine me Bump this sh** creepin down Prince street Flow on point like mountain peak And you go no where like counting sheep Woe is me, f** these woes Verses on some Allen Poe Go coast to coast like my name space ghost Till your jaw hit the floor and a lump in ya throat Soul so cold need a scarf and a coat Trade my soul for the mark of the goat Eyes blacked out like the face of a crow Blade to the wrist let the good times flow I'm eidolon the mother f**ing pistol wielding parasite Me and Rich Maiden be the phantoms keep you up at night So despite, all the sh** Burn threw towns with a fresh slit wrist Day turns night got a young d**h wish Leave No life but a face in the mist