ABYSSAL

[Intro]
Vibrant

[Hook]
Run up, stunt up, gun up, one of
The devil′s son, rebels run
Now, what you talking 'bout?
Still, run up in your house
Feel, like a different hound
Sealed away all in my tomb
Run up, stunt up, gun up, one of
The devil′s son, rebels run
Now, what you talking 'bout?
Still, run up in your house
Feel, like a different hound
Sealed away all in my tomb

[Verse]
Feel the blade carving your womb
Flesh is fucking tearin' when I enter in your room
Cause a lot of ruckus that′ll make your pops shoot
Too late, dead daughter in the grave, got that loot
Every outbreak that I face, I let it play
Fuck a clout-chasing lil bitch, got that head on plate
Unholy sins counting up, on thе naughty list
Shawty don′t fuck with Saint Nick, aye Six
Why you always do this to yourself?
Declining any chancе for help (yuh)
Hide away my thoughts on top shelf (aye)
Lips sealed tighter thеn my belt (yuh)
Fuck around and beat a couple logs with the bat
Take that, I'm fumin′ out the brain, staying mad
Laid back in the mud, ground gapes for a gasp
The grasp it took of my soul was so fast, when they-

[Interlude]
The grasp it took of my soul, was so fast, when they-
The grasp- the grasp

[Hook]
Run up, stunt up, gun up, one of
The devil′s son, rebels run
Now, what you talking 'bout?
Still, run up in your house
Feel, like a different hound
Sealed away all in my tomb
Run up, stunt up, gun up, one of
The devil′s son, rebels run
Now, what you talking 'bout?
Still, run up in your house
Feel, like a different hound
Sealed away all in my tomb