EXCOMMUNICATE by BADHABITS

[VERSE I: YUNG JORDY]
pop a couple pills while im layin in the dirt
introvert not another word before you get hurt
now look i got a couple stains of blood on my shirt
you can beat me down with sticks but your words wont work

no disguise, start to cry, dont lie now
we're just a couple kids tryna find out
what is life about? im tryin not to blackout
all these fuckin drugs in my blood got me cashed out

fistfight, tonight, under the fuckin moonlight
despite, my fuckin wrist sliced
alright, not quite, i been feelin all right
but i think i might all because you incite

think im gonna take another breath
think im gonna take another step
think im gonna quit wishin for death
think im gonna live without regrets
think im gonna take another breath
but the

[VERSE II: KLEPTOMANIC]
Bitch you look icky, i fuck with the sticky, y'all fuckers know I be on top of it
Flow like the ocean, cause all this commotion, I'll shove my dick down your esophagus
Fuck your opinion, I made my own vision, my team 330, we out mobbin it
You want all this fame but you only a lame, talkin all this shit make you a hypocrite

Call me a fiend
I'm livin the dream
I'm out with the team
Destroyin my spleen

I'm killin all the motherfuckers that I need eradicate
I'm burnin all the churches excommunicate
I separate the head of state to take his fuckin vertebrae
I educate to estimate the rate to knock the motherfuckers stealin off my plate

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• horrorcore
• shadow rap
• trap
• Canton