CHEMICAL WARFARE
DEATHSLEFTHAND, Snakepitch
[Verse 1: DEATHSLEFTHAND]
Fuck the system I dont care
Go and speak your last prayer
Kick you off the fucking stairs
Hair engulfed in a flare
Can't compare me elsewhere
I'm aware of despair
Beat you in a wheelchair
My wrath laying in the air
My blood cold, winter flair
Chemical warfare
I can smell your fucking fear
Stab 'em with a sharp spear
Occultist and dope dealer
Take me to your fucking leader
You gon' get a fucking seizure
You can't see me, John Cena
[Verse 2: SNAKEPITCH]
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